Go into the lounge
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You step inside and feel strange. You suddenly are attracted to a piece of paper lying on the desk. You pick it up and hold it in your hands, it is some sort of note. | You step inside and feel strange. You suddenly are attracted to a piece of paper lying on the desk. You pick it up and hold it in your hands, it is some sort of note. | ||
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Current revision as of 16:25, 15 July 2011
<<Sleep in the teacher's lounge
You step inside and feel strange. You suddenly are attracted to a piece of paper lying on the desk. You pick it up and hold it in your hands, it is some sort of note.
To the parents of Wendy Ting and Amanda Ting:
There has been a casualty at school during recess today. We are afraid your daughter, Amanda, attacked Wendy. They were having a simple argument, when the recess helpers tried to break it up, Amanda pulled out a knife.
This is strange behavior for a second grader, and we suggest you apply Amanda in our school's mental therapy with the counselor, Mrs. Lin.
We are terribly sorry for your loss.
Sincerely, Principal Smith.
Once you are done reading the note, it turns to dust in your hands. You hear sobbing coming from the corner of the room. You freeze in fear.
| Status | ||
| Aggressive Ghosts: | None. | |
| Passive Ghosts: | None. | |
| Friendly Ghosts: | None. | |
| Senses: | Touch: It's cold... Sight: You don't see anything, because your eyes are closed. Hearing: S-Sobbing? Smell: The smell of tears and dust? Taste: You taste nothing. Kinesthetic: I'm not alone... | |
| Items: | None. | |
| Location: | Teacher's lounge - Desk | |
| Temporary Handicaps: | Your left hand is frozen stiff (28). | |
