WEEK 3

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 3

[It has begun. With the death of the Spinner and the execution of the Indulgent, they remaining Titled will be plagued once more by vivid dreams. And just as last week, they are awoken by the sounds of doors creaking open.

Just like last week. But no one had died last week. Right? No one had been subjected to that...thing.

And yet the strange, cold feeling of foreboding remains. And it is certainly most worrisome to those living in rooms 3, 4, 6, and 15. Those who pass by room 7 and 8 will feel that same, worrisome feeling of foreboding as well.

What will they wake up to find? Who knows, now. If dragons are real, anything is possible.

There are thirteen strangers in this place.]

Comments

[poorlovefool]

Oh....

[Well. He will have to be sure not to do any of, er, that, but.]

Okay, you know way too much about this shit!

[carries_war]

What do you expect? I'm a weapon, I've been training to kill people since I could understand instructions. Plus, it'd be a waste not to take advantage of the fact that I look like a normal child when unarmed.

[poorlovefool]

Well, it's really creepy hearing that stuff coming out of a kid's mouth or ... any of that.

[Even if he was a soldier, which he's not, he would rather not be murdered by a child?!? Who the fuck authorized this.]