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//Western Village > Eastern Village
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Huh, so why was it only the west that was like this?

While the crumbling buildings in the western part of the village were almost fastidiously clean of anything at all, leaving naught but empty space in its wake, MacKinnon honestly couldn’t figure out if it was a sign of wealth or anything. After all, the buildings were still basically the same size as any other building, and they were just as ruined and rotten as the rest, so it didn’t feel like they were even built all that different. Was it the case that it was filled with people who had few possessions? Was it the case that it was filled with people who were rich enough to have the manpower to pack everything up and then just skip town, just like that?

Or was this part of the village never occupied to begin with?

MacKinnon mulled over all of this as she laid there within the sootless, chimneyless cubby hole, her legs tucked into her chest in order to get herself to fit. It made for a comfortable enough resting spot as she puzzled over the village. There still weren’t any signs of why the village was abandoned, after all. It had to have been a pretty populated place, if there were so many buildings. Yet no signs of anything that caused people to leave. She didn’t get the sense that this was abandoned due to becoming impoverished, because then she’d see a lot more old trash. And of course, there were no bloodstains or charred buildings, as there would be from a violent invasion or a crippling fire. Hadn’t come across any gravesite that looked overtly populated too, in the case that a plague may have caused. It was as if people just left! As if something had just removed them!

“Guehehehe…” A creepy laugh slipped out of the weird kid who couldn’t help but fit herself into small spaces when she saw one. Who couldn’t help but laugh when something interesting was in place. After all, a mystery was the same as a lottery! Only one person can solve it, and only one person can reap all the rewards!

The treasure hunter swung herself out of the suspiciously-clean, semi-non-functional fireplace, picked her rucksack off the ground, and cracked her neck in at least five different places. This place was a bust, so onto the next!

…

Ah, but first!

Swift as a coursing river, sudden as a clap of thunder, MacKinnon sped past the village center on her way to the Eastern section of the village, only pausing for a short moment beside the lovely couple and the third wheel.

“Hey hey,” she called out, not minding the new scrapes and scratches on her knees and elbows that had been caused by crawling in and out of an unnaturally clean but also kinda worthless fireplace, “Dunno if anyone’s looking for wood n all, but I’m marking all the buildings with furniture as I go. Let ‘em know to keep an eye out for the ‘i’, eh?”

And then she was off once more, rucksack bouncing against her back, pickaxe balanced upon her shoulder, as the treasure hunting adventure continued.
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