Stage 52 - Should Not Have Done That
Stage 52 - Should Not Have Done That
Bad choices seem, to define you. Find a mysterious, unlabeled substance - then it is quite obvious that you need to taste it. As the potion slips past your lips, the world tilts.
The air thickens like syrup, and the stone floor of the Owlery rises to meet you—no, you are falling to meet it. Footfalls grow louder as the oppressive weight of your limbs prevents you from rushing away, you could not crawl even if you tried. Your vision narrows into a pinprick of light, and in that final moment before everything fades, the last thing you see is a pair of pink kitten heels stepping beside your collapsed body. The ankles are thick, wrapped in stockings the color of overcooked ham.
Ones sense of sound is sometimes the last to go. And you would hear it. A voice, syrupy sweet and cruel making a comment. "Oh dear… what naughty little minds you children have. Always poking into places you shouldn’t be."
You might try to say something, but nothing comes out. At least anything that resembles words.
A small chuckle follows, high-pitched and condescending. "Don’t worry. We’ll fix that curiosity of yours right up."
And then, everything goes black.
New Adventure Hook starts April 26
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The air thickens like syrup, and the stone floor of the Owlery rises to meet you—no, you are falling to meet it. Footfalls grow louder as the oppressive weight of your limbs prevents you from rushing away, you could not crawl even if you tried. Your vision narrows into a pinprick of light, and in that final moment before everything fades, the last thing you see is a pair of pink kitten heels stepping beside your collapsed body. The ankles are thick, wrapped in stockings the color of overcooked ham.
Ones sense of sound is sometimes the last to go. And you would hear it. A voice, syrupy sweet and cruel making a comment. "Oh dear… what naughty little minds you children have. Always poking into places you shouldn’t be."
You might try to say something, but nothing comes out. At least anything that resembles words.
A small chuckle follows, high-pitched and condescending. "Don’t worry. We’ll fix that curiosity of yours right up."
And then, everything goes black.
New Adventure Hook starts April 26
There is something about ambition, how it not only propels you but also defines you.