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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 17:56:22 GMT -5
She hears children's laughter.
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 18:00:48 GMT -5
She paused at that, glancing around curiously while trying to pinpoint where it has come from.
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 18:03:37 GMT -5
She sees little balls of light dancing about in the far distance.
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 18:08:34 GMT -5
She hesitated over that one. Chances are it could wind up being trouble, but curiosity was getting the better of her. She finally gave in to her want of seeing what was going on, starting in the direction of the lights.
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 18:16:22 GMT -5
She slips and falls. She see's that the ground has a trail of thick blood leading deeper into the warehouse.
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 18:19:30 GMT -5
She pauses at that, thinking that it really couldn't be a good sign. She got up from where she'd fallen, trying to see if she could figure out which way she'd come from or if she'd just have to continue forward now.
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 18:21:38 GMT -5
Her sense of direction is all screwed up.
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 18:24:18 GMT -5
She gave out a small huff of air before deciding to keep on continuing forward, wondering if she was going to wind up regretting her choice of using the warehouse as a short cut.
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 18:41:36 GMT -5
She sees some light at the end of the hallway.
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 18:42:30 GMT -5
She headed toward it cautiously.
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 18:50:34 GMT -5
She eventually enters a room. The edges of the room are on fire. The floor has all kinds of blood, organs, bones and general meat strewn about it. Hanging from the ceiling wrapped in intestines is another tiefling. All she can see is his face, horns, and blood red hair. He swings himself from side to side as if bored. He then notices her.
"Oh another hellish figment of my mind. I love these breaks of boredom. How are you going to torture me today? I am curious."
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 18:55:21 GMT -5
"Tor..." She pauses, taking in the entire scene before face-palming with a sigh while wondering just what she'd gotten herself into this time, "I really don't think I'm a figment of your mind, but considering all the strange stuff that's been happening since I broke into the warehouse, I'm kind of starting to wonder if it isn't all in mine... care to explain?"
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 19:25:24 GMT -5
"Oh your not a figment? Then, welcome visitor! This is my current prison. I find that the meat chunks really bring the room together."
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Post by Christi on Aug 16, 2010 19:26:12 GMT -5
"...Prison?" She dared to ask.
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Post by Zaku on Aug 16, 2010 19:28:31 GMT -5
"Well it's not much of a prison. But I've been trapped here for the last week."
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