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Optamiss at 20:19, 30 November 2017

Optamiss — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 20:19:50 GMT

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-	~~ALL WHITES ARE PIGS! PS: Allah loves~~ to ~~kill white People~~.	+	You have spent your entire life in a quiet little town living in squalor. You were abandoned as a baby, found on the streets by a man you refuse to call your father. A belligerent drunkard that offered no love and no support. Once you were old enough to look after yourself, you ran away, finding that it wasn't as difficult as you had imagined to survive on your own. You've managed to survive this long in the dangerous streets by relying solely on your instincts. Furthermore, you have unexplained, unnatural abilities, which you aren't quite sure how to use.

-	~~Allahu Akbar!~~	+	As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.

-	~~Written~~ by Mo.	+	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, he tightens his grip and your peripheral vision begins to fade. You can only watch as the other man raises the blade and stab you in the heart. You squeeze your eyes shut, anticipating it.
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		+	Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.
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		+	You didn't know it possible until now, but you can feel a presence, a powerful entity. Your hairs stand on end and you feel the need to run from it. You look at the remains of the two men that tried to kill you, they've been cut into pieces, guts spilling everywhere, blood leaking to and into your malnourished legs. You look away, close your eyes and slow your breathing, panicking won't solve anything. Not here, not now.
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		+	Appearing behind them a hooded figure stands engulfed in the fog. It's making strange motions with its hands, you can't help but stare, you watch as the hands stop, and at that moment an explosion occurs directly behind you, causing the ground you kneel upon to violently shake. The being makes a pushing motion with its hand and almost instantly, you are thrown backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The air you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly. You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.
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		+	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down and feel relief as the earth gradually begins to stop swaying.
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		+	You are more confused than you've ever felt. Where are you? What happened? You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You bumble your way towards it.
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		+	[[Category:Dark Nights]]

Mikroschwanz at 17:39, 30 November 2017

Mikroschwanz — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 17:39:17 GMT

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-	ALL WHITES ARE PIGS!	+	ALL WHITES ARE PIGS! PS: Allah loves to kill white People.

	Allahu Akbar!		Allahu Akbar!

	Written by Mo.		Written by Mo.

Mikroschwanz at 17:37, 30 November 2017

Mikroschwanz — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 17:37:15 GMT

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	Allahu Akbar!		Allahu Akbar!
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		+	Written by Mo.

Mikroschwanz at 17:35, 30 November 2017

Mikroschwanz — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 17:35:45 GMT

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	ALL WHITES ARE PIGS!		ALL WHITES ARE PIGS!
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		+	Allahu Akbar!

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Mikroschwanz — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 17:34:24 GMT

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-	You have spent your entire life in a quiet little town living in squalor. You were abandoned as a baby, found on the streets by a man you refuse to call your father. A belligerent drunkard that offered no love and no support. Once you were old enough to look after yourself, you ran away, finding that it wasn't as difficult as you had imagined to survive on your own. You've managed to survive this long in the dangerous streets by relying solely on your instincts. Furthermore, you have unexplained, unnatural abilities, which you aren't quite sure how to use.	+	ALL WHITES ARE PIGS!
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-	As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.	+
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-	~~You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him~~! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, he tightens his grip and your peripheral vision begins to fade. You can only watch as the other man raises the blade and stab you in the heart. You squeeze your eyes shut, anticipating it.	+
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-	~~Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.~~	+
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-	You didn't know it possible until now, but you can feel a presence, a powerful entity. Your hairs stand on end and you feel the need to run from it. You look at the remains of the two men that tried to kill you, they've been cut into pieces, guts spilling everywhere, blood leaking to and into your malnourished legs. You look away, close your eyes and slow your breathing, panicking won't solve anything. Not here, not now.	+
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-	Appearing behind them a hooded figure stands engulfed in the fog. It's making strange motions with its hands, you can't help but stare, you watch as the hands stop, and at that moment an explosion occurs directly behind you, causing the ground you kneel upon to violently shake. The being makes a pushing motion with its hand and almost instantly, you are thrown backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The air you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly. You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.	+
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-	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down and feel relief as the earth gradually begins to stop swaying.	+
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-	You are more confused than you've ever felt. Where are you? What happened? You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You bumble your way towards it.	+
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-	*[[Continue- \|Continue]]	+
-	~~[[Category:Dark Nights]]~~	+

Gorillawarfare at 03:52, 30 November 2017

Gorillawarfare — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 03:52:25 GMT

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	Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.		Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.

-	You didn't know it possible until now, but you can feel a presence, a powerful entity. Your hairs stand on end and you feel the need to run from it. ~~In front of you are~~ the remains of the two men that tried to kill you, they've been cut into pieces, guts spilling everywhere, blood leaking to and into your malnourished legs.	+	You didn't know it possible until now, but you can feel a presence, a powerful entity. Your hairs stand on end and you feel the need to run from it. You look at the remains of the two men that tried to kill you, they've been cut into pieces, guts spilling everywhere, blood leaking to and into your malnourished legs. You look away, close your eyes and slow your breathing, panicking won't solve anything. Not here, not now.

-	~~Standing~~ behind them a hooded figure stands ~~surrounded by~~ the fog. It's making strange motions with ~~their~~ hands, you can't help but stare, you watch as the hands stop, at that moment ~~you~~ an explosion occurs directly behind you, causing the ground you kneel upon to violently shake. ~~Wiithout warning the~~ being ~~nochalantly~~ makes a pushing motion with its hand, almost instantly, you are thrown backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The air you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly. You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.	+	Appearing behind them a hooded figure stands engulfed in the fog. It's making strange motions with its hands, you can't help but stare, you watch as the hands stop, and at that moment an explosion occurs directly behind you, causing the ground you kneel upon to violently shake. The being makes a pushing motion with its hand and almost instantly, you are thrown backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The air you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly. You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.

	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down and feel relief as the earth gradually begins to stop swaying.		You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down and feel relief as the earth gradually begins to stop swaying.

Gorillawarfare at 03:46, 30 November 2017

Gorillawarfare — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 03:46:51 GMT

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	As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.		As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.

-	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, ~~they're protected by gloves, not~~ to ~~mention their strength~~. You can~~'t breathe. He~~ raises the blade~~, your vision begins to fade,~~ and you ~~realize~~ the ~~futility of you situation, you~~ squeeze your eyes ~~closed~~.	+	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, he tightens his grip and your peripheral vision begins to fade. You can only watch as the other man raises the blade and stab you in the heart. You squeeze your eyes shut, anticipating it.

	Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.		Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.

Gorillawarfare at 03:40, 30 November 2017

Gorillawarfare — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 03:40:21 GMT

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	As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.		As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.

-	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe, your ~~hairs stand on end~~ and you ~~feel an icy chill. You feel a presence~~, ~~an entity, a powerful being~~.	+	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe. He raises the blade, your vision begins to fade, and you realize the futility of you situation, you squeeze your eyes closed.

-	~~Standing behind them a hooded figure is making strange motions with their hands~~, ~~they stop and you hear an explosion of sound behind you. Just as you regain~~ your ~~breath~~, ~~without warning he strides toward~~ you ~~and kicks you in~~ the ~~chest, propelling~~ you ~~backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The~~ air ~~you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly~~. ~~You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come~~ to the ~~conclusion that you are not~~.	+	Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears, you fall to the ground onto your knees grasping your neck as you gasp for air. A fog begins to seep into the alleyway.

-	You ~~push yourself onto your feet~~, but you feel a ~~wave of vertigo~~, you ~~stagger over to~~ the ~~nearest tree and press your weight against~~ it~~, waiting for~~ the ~~nausea and dizziness~~ to ~~pass. You look down~~, ~~the earth gradually begins~~ to ~~stop swaying~~.	+	You didn't know it possible until now, but you can feel a presence, a powerful entity. Your hairs stand on end and you feel the need to run from it. In front of you are the remains of the two men that tried to kill you, they've been cut into pieces, guts spilling everywhere, blood leaking to and into your malnourished legs.

-	You are more confused ~~and scared~~ than you've ever felt ~~in your life~~. You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You ~~amble~~ your way ~~toward~~ it.	+	Standing behind them a hooded figure stands surrounded by the fog. It's making strange motions with their hands, you can't help but stare, you watch as the hands stop, at that moment you an explosion occurs directly behind you, causing the ground you kneel upon to violently shake. Wiithout warning the being nochalantly makes a pushing motion with its hand, almost instantly, you are thrown backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The air you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly. You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.
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		+	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down and feel relief as the earth gradually begins to stop swaying.
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		+	You are more confused than you've ever felt. Where are you? What happened? You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You bumble your way towards it.

Gorillawarfare at 03:11, 30 November 2017

Gorillawarfare — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 03:11:48 GMT

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	As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.		As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.

-	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe, you ~~can hardly think, all you can do is struggle and gasp for air~~. ~~"I'm sorry~~, ~~child." There's nothing you can do~~, ~~you squeeze your eyes shut and look away as the blade begins to plummet into your heart~~.	+	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe, your hairs stand on end and you feel an icy chill. You feel a presence, an entity, a powerful being.

-	~~Suddenly~~, ~~the pressure on your neck disappears~~ and you ~~fall to your knees choking for air. In front~~ of you, the ~~two men have fallen~~, ~~their bodies cleft in twain, gore spilling from their corpses~~. You ~~would shriek~~ but you ~~can hardly breathe~~.	+	Standing behind them a hooded figure is making strange motions with their hands, they stop and you hear an explosion of sound behind you. Just as you regain your breath, without warning he strides toward you and kicks you in the chest, propelling you backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land with a thump on cold, damp grass. The air you have only just regained escapes your lungs and you wheeze weakly. You stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.

-		+	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down, the earth gradually begins to stop swaying.
-	Standing behind them a hooded figure is making strange motions with his hands, he stops and you hear a booming sound behind you. Just as you regain your breath, without warning he strides toward you and kicks your chest, propelling you backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land on cold, damp grass. You merely stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.	+
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-	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down, the earth gradually ~~beginning~~ to stop swaying.	+

	You are more confused and scared than you've ever felt in your life. You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You amble your way toward it.		You are more confused and scared than you've ever felt in your life. You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You amble your way toward it.

Gorillawarfare at 03:07, 30 November 2017

Gorillawarfare — Thu, 30 Nov 2017 03:07:11 GMT

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	As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.		As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.

-	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. "It's him, ~~I can feel~~ it~~." The one on~~ the ~~left says~~. "~~You~~ better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat ~~our~~ last ~~encounter~~." ~~He says solemnly.~~ Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." ~~Right~~ withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe, you can hardly think, all you can do is struggle and gasp for air. "I'm sorry ~~friend~~. ~~May Frood forgive~~ you ~~for~~ your ~~transgressions in-~~	+	You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two fancily robed men towering over you. The man to your left says, "it's him! The aura is faint, but it is there all the same." Right replies quietly, "you better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat what happened last time." Then he bends to grab you with two hands, one on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Left withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw and pry at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe, you can hardly think, all you can do is struggle and gasp for air. "I'm sorry, child." There's nothing you can do, you squeeze your eyes shut and look away as the blade begins to plummet into your heart.

-	Suddenly, the two men ~~are~~ cleft in twain, ~~their corpses collapse, their entrails pooling~~ from their ~~bodies~~. You ~~begin to cry out and horror,~~ but ~~something stops~~ you~~, something unnatural~~.	+	Suddenly, the pressure on your neck disappears and you fall to your knees choking for air. In front of you, the two men have fallen, their bodies cleft in twain, gore spilling from their corpses. You would shriek but you can hardly breathe.

-	Standing behind them a hooded figure is making strange motions with his hands, he stops and you hear a booming sound behind you, you spin round to see a hole in the universe staring you in the face. You feel terror grip you as you stare into the abyss, then, without warning, you're pushed and you fall face first onto a mound of grass.

-	~~You push yourself onto your feet~~, ~~but~~ you ~~feel~~ a ~~wave of vertigo~~, ~~which leads~~ you ~~to supporting~~ your ~~weight on the nearest tree~~. You ~~look down~~, the ~~earth gradually beginning~~ to ~~stop swaying~~.	+	Standing behind them a hooded figure is making strange motions with his hands, he stops and you hear a booming sound behind you. Just as you regain your breath, without warning he strides toward you and kicks your chest, propelling you backwards. You expect an impact with the wall, but instead you land on cold, damp grass. You merely stare up at the stairs, wondering if you're dreaming. Moments pass before you come to the conclusion that you are not.

-	~~''Is this really happening?''~~ You ~~think to~~ yourself, more confused than you've ever felt in your life. You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers.	+	You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, you stagger over to the nearest tree and press your weight against it, waiting for the nausea and dizziness to pass. You look down, the earth gradually beginning to stop swaying.
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		+	You are more confused and scared than you've ever felt in your life. You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers. You amble your way toward it.