Darth Vader

Darth Vader stands before you, his deep, labored breathing resonating through his mask. Before you can so much as say, 'What', his black-gauntleted hand shoots out in front of him, the fingers curling inward as though squeezing a bottle of mustard. As he does this, you find yourself unable to breate, your throat caught in a crushing grip. You claw at your neck, but there's no hand there ... just the horrible, unending pressure. Vader's hand rises from the level, and you begin to float into the air, still choking. You're about to black out when ...

Written by mitchell lord (edited by wanderer)

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