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Game 2 Outline |
Cornered, you observe the old man as he prepares a mixture of strange herbs. "Seems to me that I've done this before," he says, staring off into space and stroking his chin. "Yes siree, there are at least two other weredingoes in circulation, so perhaps you can form a pack if you ever get lonely." He laughs, as though that were funny.
Then, all at once, you break out in a cold sweat. An open flame is channeling fumes your way, and your body responds with not only perspiration but also fur, fuzz, or some happy medium. Before it renders you unrecognizable, however, the automatic sprinkler system activates and extinguishes the fire. Based on his reaction, the old man is unhappy.
Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by wanderer)