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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 15:28:00 GMT -5
I pull out the second key. Then I unlock the lockbox with the first key, but I don't open the box. Still closed, I put the second key in now, and see if anything happens without me forcing it.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 15:41:12 GMT -5
Nothing happens.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 15:43:19 GMT -5
Nothing. Nothing again, damnit it! Where was a clue when you needed one? I held the knife in my hands this time. There was always that one way out.... I banished the crude thought. Instead, I decided to inspect the knife, to see if it had any hidden compartments I was unaware of.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 15:51:19 GMT -5
The knife has no hidden compartments or carvings or anything. It is a simple pocket knife, nothing more, nothing less.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 15:58:27 GMT -5
((I COMMIT SUICIDE AND THAT'S HOW I GET OUT! MWHAHAHAHAH!!))
Screw this, I decide to take a nap.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 15:59:09 GMT -5
You fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.
You wake up. Nothing has changed.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 16:01:05 GMT -5
Have I already tried the second key on the lock on my cell? I can't remember, so I try it again, just in case.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 16:04:08 GMT -5
You try a second time, but the lock is still as stubborn.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 16:07:08 GMT -5
Oh, it doesn't work. I wonder if there are any areas on the floor that I can dig through with my knife....
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 16:08:09 GMT -5
The floor is made of cement all over.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 16:13:05 GMT -5
Screw this, I decide to go back to sleep.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 16:22:10 GMT -5
You fall asleep again...
You wake up. Nothing has changed.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 16:26:10 GMT -5
I decide to look beyond the bars of my cage and try to see what else lies beyond here.
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Post by Rojo on Dec 9, 2008 16:28:50 GMT -5
A small rectangular room with a desk, a chair and a door at the left end is before you. There is a computer on the desk and a mug with mould growing out of it. Everything is covered in dust.
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Post by Seven on Dec 9, 2008 22:08:09 GMT -5
I wonder how long it's been since anyone's attended to this cell.... I suddenly get the creepy feeling this place MUST be haunted or something. I bet the second key unlocks that door.... I go back to the west wall, reobserving the scratches.
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