Check on Melanie
From Create Your Own Story
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Melanie lies on the bed, and her right arm is outstretched in your direction. Her eyes plead with you to help her. Blood is everywhere. Pouring from the corners of her mouth. Dripping from a horrible head wound just above her swollen right brow. Pulsating out of a jagged gash in her chest. Her clothing is torn from her body, and it's obvious the men tried to finish her off after taking turns with her. | Melanie lies on the bed, and her right arm is outstretched in your direction. Her eyes plead with you to help her. Blood is everywhere. Pouring from the corners of her mouth. Dripping from a horrible head wound just above her swollen right brow. Pulsating out of a jagged gash in her chest. Her clothing is torn from her body, and it's obvious the men tried to finish her off after taking turns with her. | ||
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Do you: | Do you: | ||
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*[[Try to help her as best you can ]] | *[[Try to help her as best you can ]] | ||
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*[[leave her, there's nothing you can do now]] | *[[leave her, there's nothing you can do now]] | ||
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| + | *[[Put her out of her awful looking misery]] | ||
[[Category:The End of the World]] | [[Category:The End of the World]] | ||
Current revision as of 21:10, 21 February 2017
You flick off your flashlight and head down the hall, creeping on your tiptoes. Lightning flashes outside and temporarily illuminates the house, and every flickering shadow inside sends fear up your yellow spine. Your breath is ragged and your heart pounding as you make your way to Melanie's room.
You peer inside, and everything is too dark. There doesn't seem to be any movement, so you flick on your flashlight and shine it in.
Melanie lies on the bed, and her right arm is outstretched in your direction. Her eyes plead with you to help her. Blood is everywhere. Pouring from the corners of her mouth. Dripping from a horrible head wound just above her swollen right brow. Pulsating out of a jagged gash in her chest. Her clothing is torn from her body, and it's obvious the men tried to finish her off after taking turns with her.
Do you:
