longfeather wrote:"I hear it's amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-Kiri Rock. I need scissors! 61!"
Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?
I don't even...
It was all the same, room after room. Twisted ladders and narrow slides divided the space into random pockets of emptiness in which they could move. They had to watch where they placed their feet, lest they misstep and tumble down to a lower floor. As fast as they could, the three companions worked their way through each room, grateful that they reach the door. But upon rushing through the threshold they find themselves in another room nearly twin to the one they just left. It seemed to never end. Each room they passed through brought more panic.
"We've got to get out of here", says Charlie. The girl does a double take at the dog to her right. That's impossible, she thinks, dogs can't talk. She looks to her left, at the smaller dog sporting a vest. He says nothing, but looks incredibly nervous. They continue on, knowing that time is running out. Is the building on fire? Is it sinking? It could be both.
Just as they pass the threshold into another room, a hologram appears before them. At first it is blurry, but they can hear laughter. Terrible, raspy laughter. Then they smell the cigar. Then finally, they see him. He's laughing at them.
The smaller dog howls, then stammers, "Oh no, it's C-C-Carface!"
The floor drops from under their feet, and everything goes black.
