Pour away, Brenda!
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"Okay," Brenda says. "I will."
She picks up the pot and empties it over your back, scalding you severely. You leap off of Dào-míng and run, screaming, from her kitchen. Your only thought it to get back to your apartment and douse yourself in a cold shower. You don't get that far because you trip over the pants and underwear you left on the floor. You fall poorly and snap your neck.
Brenda scoops Dào-míng up off the table, carries her into her bedroom and makes her forget all about you and your untimely demise.
The End.
| Status | ||
| Health | Dead | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
