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No way! This is getting too weird. | No way! This is getting too weird. | ||
| - | You pack up your suitcase and check the hallway. There's no one out there. You sneak out, down the stairs, and to the front door. It's locked. You | + | You pack up your suitcase and check the hallway. There's no one out there. You sneak out, down the stairs, and to the front door. It's locked. You jiggle it once or twice before giving up. You turn around and see Igor standing behind you. |
"The mathter liketh you, mith. I've never theen him in a better mood." | "The mathter liketh you, mith. I've never theen him in a better mood." | ||
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"Igor, I want to leave. I don't care if your master's in a good mood. I want to go." | "Igor, I want to leave. I don't care if your master's in a good mood. I want to go." | ||
| - | "The woods are dangerous. The netht town is thirty miles away, and the highway ithn't travelled much. It would take you | + | "The woods are dangerous. The netht town is thirty miles away, and the highway ithn't travelled much. It would take you hourth and hourth to walk anywhere, and you thouldn't in your condition." He taps his head. You'd almost forgotten your headache in your haste. "Bethideth, it'll be night thoon. If you want to leave tomorrow, we'll make arrangementh. In the meantime, I thuggetht you get some retht." Igor takes your luggage and brings it back to your room. |
You follow him. | You follow him. | ||
Current revision as of 21:34, 7 April 2009
No way! This is getting too weird.
You pack up your suitcase and check the hallway. There's no one out there. You sneak out, down the stairs, and to the front door. It's locked. You jiggle it once or twice before giving up. You turn around and see Igor standing behind you.
"The mathter liketh you, mith. I've never theen him in a better mood."
"Igor, I want to leave. I don't care if your master's in a good mood. I want to go."
"The woods are dangerous. The netht town is thirty miles away, and the highway ithn't travelled much. It would take you hourth and hourth to walk anywhere, and you thouldn't in your condition." He taps his head. You'd almost forgotten your headache in your haste. "Bethideth, it'll be night thoon. If you want to leave tomorrow, we'll make arrangementh. In the meantime, I thuggetht you get some retht." Igor takes your luggage and brings it back to your room.
You follow him.
