TT: VCastle Right

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You decide to go right.   
You decide to go right.   
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The door is half rotted, but the latch is still intact.  Fortunately, it's not locked.  You open to door to reveal a dungeon.  There's no mistaking it.  People don't leave iron maidens just lying around for no good reason.   
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The door is half rotted, but the latch is still intact.  Fortunately, it's not locked.  You open to door to reveal a dungeon.  There's no mistaking it.  People don't leave iron maidens lying around for no good reason.   
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Past the torture devices is a hallway.  You can make out a few cells.  A ring of keys hangs on the wall.  You take it.  You notice a scratching noise is coming from the direction of the cells.
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Past the torture devices is a hallway.  You can make out a few cells.  A ring of keys hangs on the wall.  You take it.  A scratching noise is coming from the direction of the cells.
Like a good little adventurer, you go investigate it.
Like a good little adventurer, you go investigate it.

Revision as of 04:33, 4 October 2009

You decide to go right.

The door is half rotted, but the latch is still intact. Fortunately, it's not locked. You open to door to reveal a dungeon. There's no mistaking it. People don't leave iron maidens lying around for no good reason.

Past the torture devices is a hallway. You can make out a few cells. A ring of keys hangs on the wall. You take it. A scratching noise is coming from the direction of the cells.

Like a good little adventurer, you go investigate it.


It's coming from one of the farthest cells. You hold your lamp up to see inside. A man in a grungy suit is sitting chained to the wall. He raises his head as you hold the light up to him.

"Michael!" You exclaim.

He gapes at you. "Melissa!" Michael looks terrible. His brown hair is tousled, and his eyes are bloodshot. His clothes are streaked with dirt and blood.

You fumble with the keys and open the cell door.

He backs away from you. "No! Don't come near me!" He cries out desperately. "You shouldn't have come here. You should leave!" He's started to tremble a bit.

"Michael, I can't leave you like this." You say.

He shakes his head. "No, this place is crawling with vampires. It's too late for me, but you can still escape." He looks at you imploringly.


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