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Pandora's Box
Everyone's Favorite Sociopath
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01-20-2014, 04:28 AM
Appearance:
Name:
Elaine Jones
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
The throbbing in her head woke Elaine. She moaned as she sat up. Her vision was blurry as she scanned the room she was in. What the hell? she thought as she saw the unfamiliar room. It was a bedroom. A Victorian bedroom. Really? What did I get myself into this time? Blacking out wasn't a rare thing for Elle, but she never ended up in a house from the 1800s. Was it the 1800s? Her mind wasn't clear.
What exactly happened last? She thought deeply. There was school. She was at the library, writing up a research paper on the supernatural. Yeah. That's right. There was a weird feeling of watching. But she brushed it off. After that, nothing. She rubbed her head, before getting to her feet.
She looked at the bed. A small white card caught her eye. She picked up the red die. Three dots on each side. All the same number? How useless can it get? She read the card.
Welcome To A Game Of Chance
Number Three
Game of chance? Elle sat down on the bed, putting the card and die in her pocket. Things were about to get interesting. She could thought she could hear movement outside. But who was it? Well, she was number three. There has to be two others, at least. And if the dice means anything, then maybe there are six people in all. So the sounds outside might be them. Or the person in charge.
This whole thing was crazy, so whether it was someone else as confused as her or not, Elle needed to vent. Or just get confirmation she wasn't in some psycho house. She stood up and went to the door, opening it slowly and peeking her head out.
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