01-27-2011, 04:04 PM
... screamed for something, anything, which could help him. He had lost his weapon in a previous onslaught of enemies and had not the time to look for it as he immediately went after the mysterious stranger who helped him then. Why were they running away if they were an ally? He had questions for them, but now was not the time. His screams grew more frantic as the darkness slowly caved in. Just as he thought he was about to be swallowed by the shadows...
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