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Ghoul of the Misty Night
Symbols, books, and stacks of paper decorating the not so big room. It was early in the morning when a slight rays coming from outside. The man woke up with feeling groggy, but a slight itchiness woke him up from the land of the dreams which he wouldn't remember. He lifted his right hand with a little glow, where from the top of the pile, a paper hurled to him but with fast reaction he caught it. He found a detailed map and some notes and he finally let out a www.onedoor.ccdeep sigh. Starting his day he looked himself in the mirror, where it reflected a middle aged man but after further observation, his de...
Azuton Island Adventure
Azuton Island AdventureDrifters Diner was literally in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing but highway road for a hundred or more miles on either side of the diner, gas station, convenience store combination.The quaint and rustic café looked like a wood cabin in the country. It had a large front porch, on it two adirondack chairs and a giant horseshoe shaped ashtray. Inside the diner, the tables were covered with red and white checkered table cloths, clear plastic and heavy metal napkin holders. Against one wall there were a couple of extra large booths. The red leather seats looked worn ...
Moving on
"Move, move!" screamed Henry at the top of his lungs, inside the supermarket. With age, he had become bored of people, thinking that everyone looked alike and had no personality. He had not always been rude, but loneliness had condemned him to become the worst version of himself. At sixty-three he was not very old, but loss had drained his motivation to live, he barely survived. Existence for Henry was made of frozen ready-meals, loads of boiled cabbage stench that soaked his clothes, and dust, that he didn’t care to wipe away. His apartment was the precise mirror of his personal image, shabby...
Adrift
Why couldn't I breathe?No matter how hard I try, I can't breathe. My body feels like it's floating and it's pitch black. Why? That's the question I keep asking myself.My eyes jolt open, but they are suddenly filled with a stinging sensation, so I close them again. I finally feel my body coming back to life, and I am able to move my limbs. Slowly opening my eyes once more, I see a faint, white light above me, and start swimming for it.I broke the surface, and cold, chilling air hits my wet face. Without a second thought, I take in a sharp breath, but I go into a coughing fit, which stings my th...