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| - | You're exhausted. You've been on this bus for over twelve hours, save the occasional pit stop to restrooms. Was this the right decision? You look outside the window you've been resting your head on. It was gloomy out, it seamed like all the clouds in the world came to this one place just to cover up the sky. You felt a cold breeze blow past you face from someone else's window, and snuggle further into your jacket. Your had to wear your jacket because one, it was freezing and the bus had no heating, and two the bus was also old, rickety, and it smelt as if it had been puked on way more than enough. The bus had seen better years, and was definitely not up to date on its safety inspection, but it was the only bus in the entire country that ran through the town you were heading to. You know this because | + | You're exhausted. You've been on this bus for over twelve hours, save the occasional pit stop to restrooms. Was this the right decision? You look outside the window you've been resting your head on. It was gloomy out, it seamed like all the clouds in the world came to this one place just to cover up the sky. You felt a cold breeze blow past you face from someone else's window, and snuggle further into your jacket. Your had to wear your jacket because one, it was freezing and the bus had no heating, and two the bus was also old, rickety, and it smelt as if it had been puked on way more than enough. The bus had seen better years, and was definitely not up to date on its safety inspection, but it was the only bus in the entire country that ran through the town you were heading to. You know this because once you saw the bus you checked again, twice. |
| - | Why? some sane person might ask, Why are you doing this to yourself? The answer is very simple. A job, no not a job your dream job. After years of trying to get noticed by one of the biggest magazine publishers in history, a miracle happens. They found your credentials and offered you a full time job as a photographer, if you could handle proving yourself. Little did you know the only reason they were looking for someone was because no one else in the entire company was willing to go on this job. It didn't take you long to figure out why. | + | Why? some sane person might ask, Why are you doing this to yourself? The answer is very simple. A job, no not a job, your dream job. After years of trying to get noticed by one of the biggest magazine publishers in history, a miracle happens. They found your credentials and offered you a full time job as a photographer, if you could handle proving yourself. Little did you know the only reason they were looking for someone was because no one else in the entire company was willing to go on this job. It didn't take you long to figure out why. |
"Blight Ville three miles!" The bus driver barked back at us. | "Blight Ville three miles!" The bus driver barked back at us. | ||
| - | You sigh dreading this trip to the middle of no-where. Trees surrounded the only road in and out of Blight Ville, you came here to take a picture of one thing; Blight Manor. Blight Manor has been standing for over five-hundred years since the founder of Blight Ville, Sedrick Blight built it | + | You sigh dreading this trip to the middle of no-where. Trees surrounded the only road in and out of Blight Ville, you came here to take a picture of one thing; Blight Manor. Blight Manor has been standing for over five-hundred years since the founder of Blight Ville, Sedrick Blight built it, In front of a very unstable dam, That was doomed to collapse, Any minute now. Who knows that minute might just be when your standing in front of it. |
| - | Your abruptly pulled out of your thoughts when your face gets un-ceremoniously wacked into the seat in front of you at the sound of a loud shattering noise. "Shit!" the bus driver growled. The bus slows to a stop as you all Start to pile out of the old bus. You only have time to grab one what do you take: | + | Your abruptly pulled out of your thoughts when your face gets un-ceremoniously wacked into the seat in front of you at the sound of a loud shattering noise. "Shit!" the bus driver growled. The bus slows to a stop as you all Start to pile out of the old bus. You only have time to grab one, what do you take: |
[[Your beloved high-tech camera]] | [[Your beloved high-tech camera]] | ||
Revision as of 21:48, 3 October 2014
You're exhausted. You've been on this bus for over twelve hours, save the occasional pit stop to restrooms. Was this the right decision? You look outside the window you've been resting your head on. It was gloomy out, it seamed like all the clouds in the world came to this one place just to cover up the sky. You felt a cold breeze blow past you face from someone else's window, and snuggle further into your jacket. Your had to wear your jacket because one, it was freezing and the bus had no heating, and two the bus was also old, rickety, and it smelt as if it had been puked on way more than enough. The bus had seen better years, and was definitely not up to date on its safety inspection, but it was the only bus in the entire country that ran through the town you were heading to. You know this because once you saw the bus you checked again, twice.
Why? some sane person might ask, Why are you doing this to yourself? The answer is very simple. A job, no not a job, your dream job. After years of trying to get noticed by one of the biggest magazine publishers in history, a miracle happens. They found your credentials and offered you a full time job as a photographer, if you could handle proving yourself. Little did you know the only reason they were looking for someone was because no one else in the entire company was willing to go on this job. It didn't take you long to figure out why.
"Blight Ville three miles!" The bus driver barked back at us.
You sigh dreading this trip to the middle of no-where. Trees surrounded the only road in and out of Blight Ville, you came here to take a picture of one thing; Blight Manor. Blight Manor has been standing for over five-hundred years since the founder of Blight Ville, Sedrick Blight built it, In front of a very unstable dam, That was doomed to collapse, Any minute now. Who knows that minute might just be when your standing in front of it.
Your abruptly pulled out of your thoughts when your face gets un-ceremoniously wacked into the seat in front of you at the sound of a loud shattering noise. "Shit!" the bus driver growled. The bus slows to a stop as you all Start to pile out of the old bus. You only have time to grab one, what do you take:
