Because I kinda sort of horribly applied stuff that should not have been applied to your last turn due to my insane game mechanics I created from the terrible rampages of insomnia, you get TWO TURNS ABSOLUTELY FREE instead of your usual one to make up for the one that shouldn't exist.
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\ | In Looter's Delight* *only on the next turn | /
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explore to the right.
After traveling to the right for a while, Rozar feels drowzy, and thinks to himself,
Why would anybody build a sewer in a never-raining icy place like this? Especially if it's out in the middle of the woods?At that moment, Rozar's foot hit something, and he trips and falls over.
...But he never hit the ground. Rozar just keeps on falling. There is nothing around him but darkness.
As the falling continued, there was no bottom. There was no direction. Rozar couldn't see the front of his hand if he wanted to.
But there was one thing he could do.
I should sleep. There is nothing left to see....
"Where are you?"Rozar swore that he heard a voice just then. A young feminine one, but an ice cold one. Rozar snaps open his eyes, and he realizes he is laying on some sort of pavement. The room he is in is completely dark, and as his eyes adjust, Rozar witnesses the scene laid out before him.
The entire room is covered in stringy meat, as though someone wrung a human through meat grinder, gave up half way, then ate and vomited the remains, and used that as wall paint. As the rest of the room came into view, a brutal scene is spread out in front of Rozar.
The wall to the right of Rozar has childish drawings and scribbles that are nearly incomprehensible, there are still-breathing humans with their limbs dismembered and attached to other parts of their bodies to replicate that of a spider, as well as a corpse in the corner with all it's skin shaved off, with its slightly recognizable face twisted in a disturbing smile, the eyes staring straight at Rozar. Rozar's stomach turned.
"Ahh there you are, I was worried."There was the voice again, that cold, heartless voice that made Rozar's spine tingle.
The voice came from behind Rozar. Rozar tries to move to face the voice, but he can't move.
His legs and arm are stapled to the pavement."Do you like my play room?"The voice comes around to face Rozar. The figure that stands in front of Rozar is no older than the age of nine, and she wears a beautiful golden dress that contrasts with the rest of the room greatly.
"You were filthy when you came in. Don't you know to take a shower before you enter someone else's dimension? I had to clean you for the whole day!""And to think how disappointed I was, I was going to play with you so much... but you were already broken""...your arm is missing"The once cold voice of this girl becomes completely enraged, which is probably not good for Rozar in any way.
"BUT DON'T WORRY, I'LL FIND A NEW ONE, JUST FOR THE TWO OF US, TO SHARE"The door hinges nearly break off as the girl leaves the room, and Rozar probably doesn't have much time to get out before she returns.
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