caught in the rain, no piña coladas

Curiously, Meadow doesn't just find her way through. There's also a bag, something she'd tuck away for later. Neat! Beyond her, though, it seemed that the hallway was in shambles. How strange. Her brow furrowed as she peered down it. Well, that was weird. Broken pillars, once brilliant arts now gone... it tugged at her heart. "What happened?" Meadow asked the guide softly, trying to examine what she could from where she stood. Maybe she didn't know, either.

"Do you know a better way through?" The yearling considered carefully, but... well, sometimes she gets overwhelmed. There was a lot of information before her, maybe some help would... well, help. Meadow looked softly to the baleful woman, hoping that she had some idea.