Stuck in an Abandoned School
“I think we should go. We don’t know what kind of sick game this man is playing with us, and we should leave while we still can,” you say to Paul.
Paul responds with a nod and mumbles, “I agree.”
In unison, you and Paul turn to leave the building, finally free of the terrible organization. As you reach for the door, you feel something hit you squarely in the back.
“It must have been a dodge ball. We forgot to tell the guy that we're not playing,” you think.
When you turn around to tell him, you see a sinister grin on his face. You suddenly realize that it was not a dodge ball that he threw. It was something much sharper.
Paul responds with a nod and mumbles, “I agree.”
In unison, you and Paul turn to leave the building, finally free of the terrible organization. As you reach for the door, you feel something hit you squarely in the back.
“It must have been a dodge ball. We forgot to tell the guy that we're not playing,” you think.
When you turn around to tell him, you see a sinister grin on his face. You suddenly realize that it was not a dodge ball that he threw. It was something much sharper.
