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Looking down the corridor I see a door that's being held open for a man who wears two eye patches, a frown seen somehow in the dark outline of his silhouette- I don't get how he's doing that, what? huh? Tearing through the crowd of men looking down I see a dent in the ground and I narrowly step to avoid the hollow tile, my eyes widen I realize that he's gone- Why was this man walking blind so strangely? Then I see, everyone has left this place I pace looking for a space to see just how everyone has left me, I can't fathom what magic, where, where does this corridor lead? The door reads: "To my friends I left behind." How asinine.
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 2:14 AM UTC
a short adventure