Throwing caution to the wind, Fred opened the chest. Inside was...
-
a slightly smaller chest.
-
someone else looking in, where the bottom of the chest should be.
-
strange, oval lights, flitting about. One buzzed harshly.
-
sixty human fingers. Gross.
-
a bag of hair. Gross.
-
a sword.
-
his father's sword, Stabber (his father was not that imaginative).
-
his mother's sword, Doomslicer (again...).
-
a wet napkin.
-
a fish sandwhich and fries.
Add New Option
Go Back
View Forward Story Tree
View Back Story Tree
|