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The witching hour winds down, the shades of the dead fade from the walls, the rust clouds abate with sweet music, leaching towards the stars. The shaman beckons you towards the rust clouds

Do you:

a) follow the shaman

b) fall asleep

c) deal with the annoying clod poking you in th eback

Comments

Anonymous

b. I'm le tired.

Anonymous

A. The night is young and morning is still at least a couple of hours away.