Game 4

Game 4 Outline

Refusing to take your medicene

Some more pyrots land on the sandpile carrying a bottle marked with a skull and crossbones.

"You're going to P-POISON me??" you gasp.

"Why should we do that?" laughs Gloria "After all, "Dead men tell no tales!". This is just a little something to help you loosen your tounge."

"Well I'm still not drinking it!" you say, and you clench your mouth firmly shut.

Written by Andrew Anorak

• you are forced to drink it.

• Add your own new page to the story!

Back to the parent page

(This page has not yet been checked by the maintainers of this site.)