| 1 | This is an experiment in improvised, communal storytelling. Please add one sentence each time you visit this page. Do not change what others have written. |
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| 3 | The doors creaked and squeaked as they swung. |
| 4 | The dark abyss of the night sky filled their archways. |
| 5 | [[TheLambLiesDownOnBroadway Three vermilion snakes of female face, the smallest motion filled with grace,]] slither silently south of the doors. [[note]]And also, Mister Antony, you are a very excellently wonderful person. Every post of yours seems to be a CrowningMomentOfAwesome. -@/DJay32 :D[[/note]] The door falls open as the old man enters the room. His candle extinguished by the breeze. His blood runs cold as he surveys the room. Suddenly, they attacked! |
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