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Die Unglücksrabe
« on: March 08, 2018, 10:05:42 pm »
Light is gone. Not much left at all. A dark hallway ahead, leading off into the inky black. Light at the end. Far, not too far. You stand on the edge, ragged and bloody. Hard to remember now, how this was reached. You blood or THEIRS? Knife in hand and no clue. Suddenly, focus. The hallway is of cracked concrete, dark and seeping with a fluid of some kind. You are alone. The tracks on the ground imply a train, but are long rusted away. The voices begin their instructions. The hallway is heating up slowly, not comfortably. Only one proper memory in the haze. Get Out, find THEM.

You: KNIFE UNHARMED
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