Lord Fred The Small Dog

So why was he...

Why was he lost?

Lord Fred stood in a cold corridor. Multiple torches lined the walls. The stone was moss-ridden and damp. This was obviously an unused section of the castle (though why couldn't he remember it?).

Lord Fred sat and wracked his doggy mind. Something evil was going on here and sitting and panting would do no good at all. He'd have to choose a direction. Seeing as how reality was disturbed going north or going south would be the same.

Lord Fred decides to ...

1. ... go south.
2. ... go north.
3. ... pee. (Hey, he really had to go. And the stones were already wet).

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