Eddie is more than happy to keep close on Mat’s heels. He hasn’t been frightened of the dark since he was a kid, but this is much different. It’s the type of dark that light barely penetrates, and there are no stars or moonlight to brighten their way. Anything could be lurking, watching them fumble through the blackness, and they’d never even know.

“Alright,” he concludes. “That’s…not actually very helpful, but at least we know there’s a path, and a path has gotta lead somewhere.”

At least, that’s what Eddie thinks. Keeping close within the circle of dim light given off from Mat’s torch, he slides his hand along the cold wall.

“Hey,” he begins slowly, tilting his head upward. “You don’t think we could climb these, do you?”

He doesn’t know how tall the walls are or what’s above them, but he doesn’t know what’s below them either, so anything is worth a shot at this point.