| Original Message |
JesterCapp (Login JesterCapp)
Forum Owner
Posted Jul 28, 2007 6:44 PM
When Jan woke up, his mouth tasted like filth. This was to be expected, considering his recent trip through the sewer system. Everything on and around Jan for the past several hours was filthy.
The air Jan was breathing, however, tasted much fresher and warmer...
Jan opened his eyes. The bright sunlight made him wince, and he turned his head sharply to the side. Jan's cheek was covered in sand.
"where's everyone else?" Jan wondered, "And where in Gygax's name am I?"
As if in response, a young voice called out, "Mommy, look! A hobo!" Looking up, Jan saw several pedestrians leaning over a metal railing. Behind them loomed the buildings of the Seattle coastline.
"Ah... alright then." Jan slowly and painfully lifted himself up. Looking out at the ocean, he felt the caked salt and dirt on his person. "Seriously tho," Jan mused,"where the hell is everyone else?"
TBC!
-Th3 J3sT3r. |
|
|