Take his hand
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| - | You take his hand | + | You hesitate at first, but you finally decide to take his hand. |
| + | As soon as your hand touches his, you notice the image of the town blurring away. The chubby old man then firmly holds your hand. You look up to ask what he's going to be doing. | ||
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| + | "Run, boy," he urges, and pulls your arm. You follow his directions and run away into a cloudy mist. Pretty soon, you see that both of you are going rather fast. Maybe a bit ''too'' fast. And then everything suddenly becomes a blur. This fat old man is going as fast as a rocket! And he's carrying you and his big, red bag with him! | ||
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| + | ''SWOOSH!'' | ||
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| + | Shortly, you find yourself in another location. Mid-air. With both your hands free. | ||
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| + | ''Wait a minute!'' You think. ''Where did the chubby old man go?!'' And then you partly remember seeing him mutter something to you before letting go and flying off. | ||
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| + | You fall down and land on a mountain. | ||
Do you: | Do you: | ||
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*[[Rest against the mountain]] | *[[Rest against the mountain]] | ||
| - | + | *[[SMRY?/Leave|Leave]] | |
| - | [[Category: So much random ya?]] | + | |
| + | [[Category: So much random ya?]][[Category: The Abandoned Story]] | ||
Current revision as of 16:26, 16 April 2014
You hesitate at first, but you finally decide to take his hand.
As soon as your hand touches his, you notice the image of the town blurring away. The chubby old man then firmly holds your hand. You look up to ask what he's going to be doing.
"Run, boy," he urges, and pulls your arm. You follow his directions and run away into a cloudy mist. Pretty soon, you see that both of you are going rather fast. Maybe a bit too fast. And then everything suddenly becomes a blur. This fat old man is going as fast as a rocket! And he's carrying you and his big, red bag with him!
SWOOSH!
Shortly, you find yourself in another location. Mid-air. With both your hands free.
Wait a minute! You think. Where did the chubby old man go?! And then you partly remember seeing him mutter something to you before letting go and flying off.
You fall down and land on a mountain.
Do you:
