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Feeling you have no other choice, you hit the man head on going at least 90 mph. Nothing but his hand is visible as it flaps in the wind on top of the mini-vans front hood. After about a minute of flapping, the hand disappears from view. "We just murdered somebody." the woman says. After slowing down to normal highw...
Soon, you find yourself following the angry bees. They lead you out of town and into a nearby field where you see people yelling a someone that is on his back. They seem to be angry with the fallen man. You run up to a nearby tree and take a closer look. Crouching behind the tree, you are hidden behind some tall sage...
The bottle shatters over the cowboy's face making him stagger backward. He attempts to regain his balance and is met by a swift kick in the stomach. The man let's out a yell and falls on his back not moving. You slowly work your way toward his face unable to comprehend why this man has no eyes...just empty holes. Bloo...
The bees continue to buzz around you relentlessly. You decide to run out into the main road in hopes the bees won't follow. You run out into the road and right into someone standing in front of the sheriff's building. You get knocked off your feet with the sun glaring down on you. When your eyes focus, you make out t...
As you walk down the dusty hallway, you notice a staircase to a floor with doors down one side of the wall. This must be a hotel as well....ah....sleep sounds good right about now. Suddenly, a crash is heard and a man rushes out of one of the rooms. He is wearing a cowboy hat and a long dusty trenchcoat. The man is s...
Slowly opening the menu, you find a small scrap of paper with something written in pencil. It reads: KIDNAPPED PLEASE HELP You close the menu and look around. The woman is staring at you with a terrified look from behind the kitchen swing door. She disappears as the old man looks at you and then toward the kitchen d...
Keeping your eyes on the transformation before you, you reach back with your right arm and grab the first gun your hand touches. Swinging it forward you quickly bring the gun up to your cheek and aim it at the creature. By now, the thing before you doesn't even resemble the old man you were sitting at the diner with. ...
Using the butt of the rifle, you swing it at the creature's face, connecting with it's nose. Black ooze spatters out of it's nostrils and onto the gun and wall behind you. It makes a low grunting noise and falls back into a near corner of the room. A look of painful surprise crosses it's face as it makes for the hallw...
You notice a narrow hallway just past the restroom on your right. It is very dark so you flick the switch next to an old wooden coat rack nailed to the wall. Florescent lights flicker on revealing a large room at the end of the hall. The door to the room is propped open and you can see inside. Large boxes marked ammo ...
Slowly opening the menu, you find a small scrap of paper with something written in pencil. It reads: KIDNAPPED PLEASE HELP You close the menu and look around. The woman is staring at you with a terrified look from behind the kitchen swing door. She disappears as the old man looks at you and then toward the kitchen d...
The diner seems quaint and in decent shape for being out in the middle of nowhere. The old man steps behind the cashier counter and pulls out a double barrell shotgun from behind it and begins loading it. His face is stern and weathered. It seems he has seen battle in his lifetime, you can't quite tell if it has been ...
The diner seems quaint and in decent shape for being out in the middle of nowhere. The old man steps behind the cashier counter and pulls out a double barrell shotgun from behind it and begins loading it. His face is stern and weathered. It seems he has seen battle in his lifetime, you can't quite tell if it has been ...
The diner seems quaint and in decent shape for being out in the middle of nowhere. The old man steps behind the cashier counter and pulls out a double barrell shotgun from behind it and begins loading it. His face is stern and weathered. It seems he has seen battle in his lifetime, you can't quite tell if it has been ...
Reaching into the glove box of your truck, you grab your 6 D cell MAG flashlight. "This could double as a weapon." you think to yourself as you start down the gravel road toward the light. Time goes by and you can make out a neon sign flickering on and off in the distance. It starts to get colder by the minute and yo...
You hide behind one of the earthy mounds and shine the flashlight in the direction the bullets seem to be coming from. There seems to be some nearby hills and ....something just moved. You dust off dirt from the mound that poured onto your shirt and lap and settle back behind the mound. You attempt to flash the light ...
Driving on the gravel seems to wake you out a lull that you seem to have been in. The rocks kick and ding against your truck making this road a bit louder to drive on. Every now and then you hit a pothole or have to go around one of those rock mounds you seem to be surrounded by. A very large hole on the right comes i...
Closing the car door behind you, you get a big whiff of smoke. It's very dark inside the large car but you make out the silhouette of the driver smoking a cigarette or something. "You shouldn't be out here." the driver states in a "matter of fact" tone. "Goblin Valley is not safe at night." he says. "You know how it ...
Driving on the gravel seems to wake you out a lull that you seem to have been in. The rocks kick and ding against your truck making this road a bit louder to drive on. Every now and then you hit a pothole or have to go around one of those rock mounds you seem to be surrounded by. A very large hole on the right comes i...
You are navigating and driving at the same time when you come to a fork in the road. "That's funny." you think. "The map shows no fork in the road here. One road is dirt and seems to lead into a desert area...a wooden sign reads "Goblin Valley 30 miles." The other road is paved and seems to go on for miles and miles...
Upon passing the drivers side of the mini-van, you hear a muffled, high pitched squeal followed by some rumbling. The red van begins to shake a little and then comes to a stop. The windows are tinted but, at closer look, it seems you can make out a hunched over figure sitting in the back. The rumbling starts again fo...
You reach the gas station just in time. The truck sputters up to the gas pump. There are two other vehicles pulled up to the Mini-Mart entrance. A red mini-van and an 18 wheeler...well, just the cab. You notice the gas pump is missing it's nozzle. A sign hangs over the pump that reads "Out of gas." On further observat...
You stare in awe at the swirling mass as it suddenly flies away from you, past the open gate and into the darkness. What the... you think. . After a few minutes you holster your gun and contemplate on what to do next. Suddenly from a short distance you hear..."Find my bride...or I will never leave you...my sweet." ...
You notice a thick coat of dust caked over everything in your room except for a VHS machine hooked up to what seems to be a brand new Zenith 36" color t.v. A video tape sits inside the mouth of the VCR machine. The tape is without a label. Hmmmmm.... > You try the office again. Entering the office, you find that nothi...
Before you can even put your hand on the door knob, something or someone breaks through the door pushing you violently back into the video cameras. Sparks fly all around as a menacing figure holding a chainsaw stands about 5 feet away. BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! the chainsaw sputters. The figure wears a grotesque pig mask ...
Without hesitation you run directly at the pig man as it tries to start the chainsaw. You tackle it to the ground and the pig mask goes flying off the head of what seems to be a man in his late 50's or early 60's. His face is stuck in a contorted grimace as he hits the ground with you on top of him. He begins to laug...
You step over the laughing, old man and grab the chainsaw with both hands. BRAAAAAAPAAAAAAAPAAAAAA!!!! The chainsaw starts up after only one try. It takes a couple of seconds to wrench the saw out of the t.v. monitor but soon you turn and swing the chainsaw in the direction of the old man. The old man's laughing face...
"Amanda!" you yell from the kitchen. "I swear, if you don't turn the telly down, I will KILL YOU!" The blaring from the living room drowns out her response, which drives you mad. You tap your foot impatiently. I will wait five seconds before I go in there, you tell yourself. One.....Two.....Three.....Four..... ...
Everything hurts. Waking up is as bad as it usually is. Aches and pains along with a soured stomach are things you expect after chasing the dragon, though you usually don't have a screaming headache like the one currently pounding beneath your skull. The floor beneath you is cold and dirty, concrete that hasn't been c...
Pressing the play button, you hear a voice start speaking from the recording. It's clearly been distorted, but you can hear the words well enough. "Hello, Ciara. For most of your life, you have been a victim. But, you have never truly tried to rise above this victim status you have held for so long. Within this room, ...
Walking over to the corner of the room, you find two glass boxes filled with what looks like razor wire. Bending down you shine the flashlight into the first box, trying to see through all of the wire and spotting something in the back of it. Craning your neck you eventually are able to make out a key at the back of th...
Stepping through the doorway, you find yourself in another dimly lit hallway. Looking at the doors that are blocked off with warnings painted on them, you wonder if perhaps the warnings are empty? Maybe escape from this place is just a matter of breaking the rules? Stopping at the door you are meant to walk through, y...
Putting the tape into the recorder, you hit play and listen as the voice starts to speak. "Hello Jermaine, for years you made your living off preying on the most vulnerable people. Addicts, troubled youth, children, and so many more. So many people have been at your mercy over and you so very rarely have been merciful...
The next room doesn't have a tape waiting for you outside the door, instead, you go in without any warning about what is to come. Once inside, you find yourself in a dimly lit room that smells foul. There is a man hunched forward in a chair like device, the sound of his sobbing fills the room almost as much as the foul...
You look at the key and back to Monica, unable to help but feel like this is far too easy. The note said you would have to pay a price to free her. But, the key had just been handed to you so carelessly. Taking a deep breath, you hurry over to Monica's side and look at the locks keeping the bindings on her wrists and a...
A strange rattling sound pulls you out of your thoughts. It's coming from the pipe over the woman's head, but nothing but the noise seems to be coming out. Looking back at Monica, you notice that there is actually an envelope sitting on the ground near her feet. You pick it up, eyeing her as she struggles against her ...
You aren't sure what is about to happen, but Monica hadn't given much thought to what would happen to you when she had left you with your family instead of removing you. Bribe or not, she could have saved you and she didn't. Why should you do any differently for her? Stepping back a bit, you watch as she continues to ...
Resisting the urge to break the rules, you instead go through the intended door and find yourself in a well lit room once more. In the center of it, you see a woman you don't recognize strapped to a chair. Above her is what looks like some kind of pipe that opens up over her head. She begins to struggle and cry once sh...
You try to guage the distance between yourself and the note then make a jump for it. The nails rip into your feet on the landing, but the momentum lets you pull your feet up from the nails quickly enough. The pain shoots up your legs as you stand on your bleeding feet, but at least you made it past the bed of nails hid...
You try to guage the distance between yourself and the note then make a jump for it. The nails rip into your feet on the landing, but the momentum lets you pull your feet up from the nails quickly enough. The pain shoots up your legs as you stand on your bleeding feet, but at least you made it past the bed of nails hid...
Not able to watch anymore, you quickly glance around looking for some way to help. After a moment, you spot a card hanging from one corner of the cage on your side. There is metal sheeting keeping anyone inside the cage from reaching through to the card. Walking forward you head toward it, only to feel the tile beneath...
"Fuck you," the words come out as a growl from your throat as you stand still and watch them through the bars. "She's a junkie, a whore. That's all she's ever been and all she'll ever be," Greg spits out the words like bullets, but the insults feel empty in the current situation. You have the power here, not him. "Th...
Walking through the door, you find yourself in a hallway once more. Many of the doors are marked with warnings not to try and go through them, prompting you to pass them by for now at least. Watching Forrest burn to death still has your stomach churning, but at the same time you can't help but think about how he deserv...
"Fuck...FUCK!" You shriek, turning back around to the box. You don't know which one has the key, but it's the only way to open the locks on the straps keeping Forrest trapped. Taking a deep breath, you shove your hand back into the first hole as fast you can. The steam cranks on and burns hot, but you reach the bottom...
"You ruined my life," You spit out at him, watching as he struggles to get free. "Do you know what he did to me?" You can't help the bark of near hysterical laughter that escapes you. It's a pointless question though, he can't answer you with his mouth sewn shut like that. Fidgeting a bit, you glance over at the scre...
Opening the door, you have to squint as bright lights cut on when you walk inside. The room is harshly illuminated as you step inside, the door crashing shut behind you and locking. As your eyes adjust to the harsh lights, you find yourself staring transfixed at the scene before you. A man is strapped into a large mec...
You reach into the box with the key, balling your hand into a fist to keep your fingers from getting snagged in the maze of razor wires. Gritting your teeth, you slowly push toward the back of the box. The wire slices into your fist and forearm, but it is a familiar enough pain that you manage to make it to the back of...
Pressing the play button, you hear a voice start speaking from the recording. It's clearly been distorted, but you can hear the words well enough. "Hello, Ciara. For most of your life, you have been a victim. But, you have never truly tried to rise above this victim status you have held for so long. Within this room, ...
Her eyes dart from Fire Sage to Fire Sage. Of course, they will all betray her too just as everyone else has, but she can't banish them yet. They must crown her first, but it's a meaningless title now anyway. Fire Lord. Bah, what nonsense. Go back a few hours and it'd be the most powerful position in the world. The Fir...
Azula fires another blast of fire with every punch. She imagines a new Avatar, unlike that one who died generations ago, standing in front of her. Each blast burns off more of his face until he's nothing but a screaming skull. She would laugh at the sight, but she needs to focus. Her breathing is already… what was the ...
Azula sits at the desk as the teacher tries to teach the class. The girl tilts her head. On second thought, that woman teaches the class but not the princess. She learned these things on her own by staring at Father's maps. Who wouldn't? Tragically, this is also the only class that is remotely interesting. Other fireb...
Azula feels sore in so many places. She never thought she could feel such aching pain everywhere. She wraps herself with a robe as she steps out from the tub. I don't feel dirty. It's just because I'm sore. Today was the most taxing training session she had with Father yet. It was alone, secluded. Not even the guards c...
"Zuzu." After everything that happened to her in those fifteen years, it all comes down to this moment. There he stands. Behind him, there's the waterbending girl. The Avatar didn't die. He attacked the capital during an eclipse. They couldn't bend. Only a dishonorable enemy would do that, but the Fire Nation repelle...
Zuzu attacked her for the third time. Looking back on it, she should've seen his betrayals coming. The first time Father told her to capture them. Of course, she would've ensured her brother's safety, even from Father. They got away due to the idiots that other people call royal guards. The second time, he fought her...
Azula smiles in utter glee as Zuzu screams in agony. In front of nearly two-hundred generals and nobles, Father burns off part of his son's face. Zuzu is going to live! He didn't see any of this coming either. Unlike last time, there wasn't anything Azula could do. Uncle, who finally returned from his desertion almos...
Mother coddles Zuzu after his embarrassment. Should've brought your swords, brother. Father never would take us to the Fire Lord in his throne room without showing us off. Well, showing me off. You just fell on your butt. "Ursa, Zuko and Azula, you are dismissed." The old man's voice still carries some power. He used ...
"Who was that?" She didn't think Zuzu was paying that much attention. He seemed much more focused on that sand… sand mound? Perhaps it was supposed to be a palace or castle. That dum-dum has no artistic sense. "A new friend." "Like Mai?" His eyes shimmer with that word. After a moment of contemplation, she decides it...
Azula giggles. It amuses her to see so many metal men run around. They always stand still or walk behind her, but now they seem frantic. They bend away the fire from the stupid, ugly painting. fears their red armor and spiky helmets, but not Azula. No, she's a big girl who doesn't feel scared. "Azula!" The girl feels...
You're an orphan. You don't know anything about your parents. You have never even met them before the hand of fate swept them away from you. All you know is that they died on October the 10th, the day the monstrous creature struck your village. You remember growing up in an orphanage. Neither the adults nor the child...
You're an orphan. You don't know anything about your parents. You have never even met them before the hand of fate swept them away from you. All you know is that they died on October the 10th, the day the monstrous creature struck your village. You remember growing up in an orphanage. Neither the adults nor the child...
The dead branches outside the large window rustle softy in the wind, whispering softly in the pallid light.. Pale snowflakes dance their ghastly dance before they fade away on the frozen ground. Shadows move silently over the floor as the full moon travels through the heavens. A grandfather clock calls nearly inaudible...
Annoyance turns into anger as that beast mocks you once more. Grunting, you mutter to yourself: 'Other friends have flown before, on the morrow he will leave me as my hopes have flown before. On the morrow, all will be as was before.' 'Nevermore.' Angry, yet curious, you gaze once more at that singular bird, perche...
Back in the hallway, you look around you. The pale light of the Winter's moon is partially obstructed by clouds, and in its shifting light, your empty house seems grim and ghastly. The portraits on the walls, those of your forefathers, appear to look at you with dead eyes, following your every move. Somewhere in the di...
Back in the hallway, you look around you. The pale light of the Winter's moon is partially obstructed by clouds, and in its shifting light, your empty house seems grim and ghastly. The portraits on the walls, those of your forefathers, appear to look at you with dead eyes, following your every move. Somewhere in the di...
Crouching down until you're knees are almost touching the floor, you creep towards the top of the stairs. Peeking down, the cavernous hallway seems dark and desolate save for a narrow streak of moonlight shining through the windows above the front door. Two doors, besides the front door, give access to two more chamber...
Softly whispering, but slowly strengthening, you call into the black abyss: Sir, or madam, I implore your forgiveness. I was napping while reading a book and so gently came your rapping that I scarce was sure I heard you. Please good sir, or madam, make yourself known.' You look around once more, but no further sound...
The dead branches outside the large window rustle softy in the wind, whispering softly in the pallid light.. Pale snowflakes dance their ghastly dance before they fade away on the frozen ground. Shadows move silently over the floor as the full moon travels through the heavens. A grandfather clock calls nearly inaudible...
> You start Story You were no stranger to Gotham. Early in your career as the Question your journalist job occasionally took you to the city of the damned, and you were sure to go out on nightly excursions to fight crime. What can you say? Old habits. Once you had a run in with the Dark Knight, though vigilantes don'...
As you leave the room, you see a man in a black suit and tie wearing shades. You see a gun at his side. A guard. He spots you and pulls out his gun, shouts at you to stay where you are. You don't listen. You run forward, zigzagging around so he can't get a clear shot. He doesn't try, instead dropping the gun and pull...
You swing forward, the pipe going in an upward arc before ending in between his legs. Grinning slightly when you see pain make itself known on his face, it takes all of your willpower to keep yourself from laughing when he falls to his knees and fondles his manhood. "Batter," you swing the pipe into his face, "up!" H...
The lower level of Cassamento's mansion reeks of blood and the strong smell of industrial grade acid. This is where people are taken to to die. Hopefully Helena is alright. You can only pray at this moment. There are too many guards and too little nooks to hide in to do this quietly. All you can do is head in fast an...
When you enter the room quietly, closing the door behind you with a soft click, the first thing you see is Cassamento standing on a platform with a console. He looks at Helena, who dangles over a pool of acid by a rope. There's a guard not too far away, but he's not going to be trouble; a chokehold puts him out for the...
Thinking fast, you pull out your grappling hook and fire, the hook fitting snugly onto a rafter. You don't give yourself time to see if it's holding on tight, however, and instead swing into the path of the falling Huntress. You grab her and pull her back to the platform, to safety. Helena grunts slightly as she gets...
Your loafers clack upon the floor as you run up to him, and he turns around to meet a punch to the face. He stumbles, pulling out his baton and swinging it at you. > You disarm him. You get a good hold on his baton, though you fail to yank it out of his grasp; instead, he punches you right in the face, you falling back...
The backdoor of the mansion leads into the dining room. Hands in your trench coat pockets, you continue to walk, keeping an eye out for any danger. And it is danger you find, in the form of a guard patrolling the hallway leading to the stairwell. He only has a baton on him, no pistol from what you see. Just down and di...
The next night finds you raiding Cassamento's manor. Huntress will take one path through the front; you'll take the back, through the hedge maze and into the manor proper. The two of you will meet up at Cassamento's study after you've taken out all the guards in your path. Guards patrol the hedge maze, presumably s...
The two of you enter her secret room through her bedroom, like you have so many times over the course of the week. With Tomaso Panessa dead, you're not sure exactly who is behind the murders, or if it's even connected to the mob at all. Yourself and Huntress have been tracking leads, however, and with the information y...
The next night finds you raiding Cassamento's manor. Huntress will take one path through the front; you'll take the back, through the hedge maze and into the manor proper. The two of you will meet up at Cassamento's study after you've snuck past all the guards in your path. Guards patrol the hedge maze, presumably ...
You dispatch a hitman with the swing of a baseball bat to his head, the wooden piece of sports equipment breaking in half off of his thick skull. Huntress tosses you a piece of pipe to replace your bat, and you catch it, voicing your thanks before you face off with another hitman. He's a big, burly guy; he's so large...
The two of you arrive back at the apartment. The sun sets, casting Gotham in an ominous orange glow; promising that this night, like every other night, will not be a pleasant one. You sit Helena down to explain what you found. When you're finished, she looks shocked. "How could Tomaso find out that I'm Huntress? It's...
You head back to your table and tell Helena that you'll fill her in when the two of you leave. Nino and his bride say their vows, then kiss at the altar. The dances start. You consider asking Helena to dance. > You don't ask. The two of you just sit at your table and watch the people dancing. Helena looks a bit disap...
You duck when you get close to him, sweeping his legs out from under him. He drops the knife and it goes skidding down the hall, but before you can knock him out he jumps back up and leaps away from you, taking a fighting stance. Likewise, you get up and take a fighting stance. He throws a punch. > You try to catch h...
You return to the apartment, Huntress there waiting for you. "So? Who was he?" "Private eye, hired to keep a watch on you. He gave me a name. Tomaso Panessa." At this, Huntress's eyes widen. "You know him?" "... He's my uncle." "Uncle? Why would your uncle want to spy on you?" "I don't know. But I'm going to fi...
Santo Cassamento lived life grandly. Just outside of Gotham he owned a mansion, not too far from Wayne Manor, where he had practically an army of butlers, maids, chefs, the works. Not surprising, considering his line of work. As you approach the crime lord's mansion, you can tell Huntress feels sickened by being anyw...
The three story arctic themed building was just as big on the inside as it was out. The club was currently closed down for 'renovations', though you knew better; Penguin had just escaped from prison, and he was more than likely getting back into the swing of things. This meant most under his payroll would be here while...
The Iceberg Lounge. It didn't make sense how it still got business despite the fact that it's been public knowledge for years that it's owned by a well-known supervillain and many of his illegal activities run through it. Perhaps it was just best not to question these things. Huntress looks down at the building, knee...
The three story arctic themed building was just as big on the inside as it was out. The club was currently closed down for 'renovations', though you knew better; Penguin had just escaped from prison, and he was more than likely getting back into the swing of things. This meant most under his payroll would be here while...
Quickly, you run forward and pick up the wrench, bringing it up into one's face and sending him out for the count. The other two begin to attack, one with a bat and the other... With a knife. Thinking fast, you knock the switchblade out of his hand before he can put it to use, bringing the wrench down hard on his nose....
This is a story about a boy named Long, who life will change with the coming of war. But first, let's focus on the Vietnam War itself. The Vietnam war happened after the French's failed attempt to gain control of the country. The United States then took over for them. In 1954, when the French left, Vietnam split ...
You are a mid-twenties human being in Cormac McCarthy's novel The Road. When the world ended countless years ago, you were old enough to possess memories of your old life but too young to yet be set in the ways of the old world. Because of this, you had the upper hand both physically and mentally during the first few d...
Grey snow begins to fall as you make your way slowly along the road. You're not sure how long it's been. Days? Weeks? It couldn't have been months, you think, otherwise it would be getting warmer by now. At least, that's what you hope is true, for there would be no meaning in migrating south every winter if summer only...
With every passing day, it becomes harder and harder to get up and force yourself to keep going. The snow is falling heavily now, and your brain is preoccupied with fantasies of food. Tree bark isn't edible, is it? No... Maybe? You're having trouble clearing your head and focusing on the road ahead of you. Starvation i...
You step hastily into the water—and immediately recoil your foot. It's so freezing that you feel your foot instantly go numb. You take a deep breath and hesitantly step back in, bracing yourself for the brutal cold, and this time you manage to endure it enough to move your other foot into the river. Dragging the cart b...
You awake to the dull light—if it could even be called light—of morning. Your fire had died long ago, and as you look about you, it appears that everything is just as you had left it previously. You don't see this as a success on your part so much as a stroke of sheer luck that no one crossed your path. Gathering up yo...
You determine it's best to weigh your options before charging headlong into the river, so your turn east and begin walking parallel to the waters. The land is barren, and as you glance over from time to time, your eyes catch glimpses of bicycles, trees, and frozen corpses lying lazily in the water with no place to go. ...
Maybe that smell is simply rotting food, and where there's rotting food, there's always the possibility of stumbling across something edible. At least, that's how you justify it to yourself, but really, you're just curious. You turn down the hallway to your right and come across a door with a chain across it. > You go ...
You're barely surviving on the few provisions you have, and that doesn't even include food. You can't afford to pass up this opportunity, even if it is a little reckless. Parking your cart in the woods near the house, you cautiously approach and make your way silently onto the porch. Peeking through the windows, you do...
With no supplies to carry and no idea of where you're going, you feel lost and without a sense of purpose. You wander through the forest in the bitter cold, clutching your arms and clenching your jaw to keep your teeth from chattering. Your stomach is empty, and your nerves are raw—every noise sets you off. You wish yo...
You're barely surviving on the few provisions you have, and that doesn't even include food. You can't afford to pass up this opportunity, even if it is a little reckless. Parking your cart in the woods near the house, you cautiously approach and make your way silently onto the porch. Peeking through the windows, you do...
The wind is noticeably colder today than it was yesterday. Already, you can feel the brutal winter creeping up behind you, taunting you by sending fatal, frozen ashstorms your way. As you push your cart south down the long, crack-laden road, the darkness that you've come to recognize as day begins to fade. You know tha...
You are a mid-twenties human being in Cormac McCarthy's novel The Road. When the world ended countless years ago, you were old enough to possess memories of your old life but too young to yet be set in the ways of the old world. Because of this, you had the upper hand both physically and mentally during the first few d...

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