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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 14:54:46 GMT -5
Daeron cursed silently and continued his blind march on, wondering if he would ever get out of this place again. What a miserable place to die...
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 14:56:20 GMT -5
Daeron stumbled into a wooden table. It rocked back and forth, but did not fall over.
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 14:59:34 GMT -5
Daeron's nerves were coming to an end as he moved a few steps from the table. "Fine!" He shouted into the darkness. "Come on! What are you waiting for!? I'm right here!"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:02:34 GMT -5
There was a voice, and it was distorted like it was in another room. "I know where you are... but not what you wait for?"
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 15:04:30 GMT -5
"I am here to kill you, Golem!" Daeron said, turning in the direction of the voice and slowly moving that way. "So let's end this now!"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:06:51 GMT -5
It came from the other side of the table.
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 15:12:14 GMT -5
Daeron stops then quickly strikes out with his sword across the table, hoping to hit something.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:16:32 GMT -5
He hits something fleshy that he pushes off the table to the other side.
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 15:19:12 GMT -5
"What!" Daeron hisses, going to his knees and crawling around the table, feeling for whatever he had hit.
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:22:07 GMT -5
His hand slips inside something sticky. He feels around the object, and it has two child sized legs, and one arm and a head. He had stuck his hand through a wound in the chest first.
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 15:28:39 GMT -5
"You son of a bitch!" Daeron yelled, jumping up. "Where the hell are you!?"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:34:31 GMT -5
This time he does knock over the table. Besides that sound there is only silence.
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 15:38:01 GMT -5
Daeron grunted, turning around, his hand outstretched to see if any other obstacles were in the room. "Come on! I know you're in here!"
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Post by The Smith on Dec 16, 2009 15:41:41 GMT -5
"In point of fact I am not in there... I am in the next room." His popping as he spoke seemed subdued.
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Post by Flex on Dec 16, 2009 15:43:44 GMT -5
"All the same down here..." Daeron muttered to himself, moving towards the voice. There had to be an entrance to the room somewhere.
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