Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.
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WE'RE CROSSING THIS BOARD ]
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You now stand before a room. The door is slightly ajar.
"Ah... this is my room!" Janta's voice is lively, and it's bobbing its head from side to side. "I haven't been here in a while... I think. But a lot of things that are important to me are in here!"
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"I—That's right...! I can show you how to get to Zwei from here, but... ehhh..."
It ends on an uncertain note, bobbing it's head around.
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I knew he was suspicious! He's detouring us! Let's throw him down there!
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We're tying him up!
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To what ...
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Fine. We're just leaving him there, anyway.
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I really don't like the way he talks at all...
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Let's go in anyway.
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But in you go, into a room that is less welcoming than the others you've seen yet. Poor Janta can only gasp in shock.