Game 1 | Game 1 Outline |
"Oh now look what you've done!" You're 'father' snaps as he sends a new flash of light your way. You scurry under the bed just in time, a patch of the tiled floor was now soft foam, and that could have been you! The Dr, Wizard, whatever crouched to the floor and set the whole under bed ablaze. The cushion legs collapsed with the weight of the bed, catching him with it! 'Talk about timing' You think from under the blankets. You can't stop an adorable scream as the world topples over and crashes to the floor. The bastard puls the wall of mattress away and starts shooting at every lump under the blankets. It's ok! You can grab your mirror and- shit you left it on the floor. As you suppress the panic your final hour, a nearby pillow is hit, and he kicks it over, crushing his foot in the prosses and swearing up a storm. This is your shot...
Written by Julia Jack Jones
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