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The door leads to a short hallway with a heavy wooden door at the end. You push the door open and find yourself in a huge, bright, high ceilinged room. In the middle is a table that is rather too small for the room's grandeur. It's empty. There's a faint aroma of food. Suddenly, you remember that you haven't eaten in a day. There's a doorway off the side of this room, and you can hear clinking sounds coming from behind it. Maybe that's the kitchen? | The door leads to a short hallway with a heavy wooden door at the end. You push the door open and find yourself in a huge, bright, high ceilinged room. In the middle is a table that is rather too small for the room's grandeur. It's empty. There's a faint aroma of food. Suddenly, you remember that you haven't eaten in a day. There's a doorway off the side of this room, and you can hear clinking sounds coming from behind it. Maybe that's the kitchen? | ||
| - | You walk over and peer in. | + | You walk over and peer in. It is a kitchen, and one worthy of any restaurant. Igor is in the middle of everything, cleaning up. You make your presence known. "Um, Igor? Hi." |
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| + | He looks up from the dirty dishes. "Mith Parker! You jutht mithed lunch. Can I get you thomething?" | ||
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| + | "Yeah. I'm kind of hungry." | ||
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| + | After a few minutes, he sets a plate in front of you. You eat up. Between bites, you ask him questions. "So, Igor, what exactly does Doctor Kreuger do?" | ||
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| + | "Well, Mith, he thayth he'th an exthperimental thurgeon." | ||
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| + | "Well, yes, but what does he actually do?" | ||
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(to be continued) | (to be continued) | ||
[[Category: Transylvanian Terror]] | [[Category: Transylvanian Terror]] | ||
Revision as of 22:02, 26 April 2009
You take the center door- the one behind you.
The door leads to a short hallway with a heavy wooden door at the end. You push the door open and find yourself in a huge, bright, high ceilinged room. In the middle is a table that is rather too small for the room's grandeur. It's empty. There's a faint aroma of food. Suddenly, you remember that you haven't eaten in a day. There's a doorway off the side of this room, and you can hear clinking sounds coming from behind it. Maybe that's the kitchen?
You walk over and peer in. It is a kitchen, and one worthy of any restaurant. Igor is in the middle of everything, cleaning up. You make your presence known. "Um, Igor? Hi."
He looks up from the dirty dishes. "Mith Parker! You jutht mithed lunch. Can I get you thomething?"
"Yeah. I'm kind of hungry."
After a few minutes, he sets a plate in front of you. You eat up. Between bites, you ask him questions. "So, Igor, what exactly does Doctor Kreuger do?"
"Well, Mith, he thayth he'th an exthperimental thurgeon."
"Well, yes, but what does he actually do?"
(to be continued)
