Pickles: A TG Choose Your Own Adventure: Page 8

Pickles: A TG Choose Your Own Adventure

By Melanie E.

Page 8

"You wake up late that night on the side of the road..."

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At first the feeling is little more than a tickle at the back of your mind, but as your consciousness returns you begin to open your eyes. The darkness surrounding you is shocking, and helps to pull you quickly out of your drowsy state, after which it takes you only a few moments to relocate the lantern. Your bag of coins, on the other hand, is completely gone.

Still stumbling slightly and unsure about what has happened to you, you begin your trek down the road, not knowing which direction you are heading and more than a little disoriented by your surroundings. The crimson robe you are wearing is a comfortable fit, at least, if it seems to hand strangely in some parts and rub you in odd ways in others.

After about an hour more walking, nature begins to call. With some difficulty you locate a stand of convenient bushes by the side of the road and make for them, trying to work out the robe as you go.

That's when you scream.

What do you do?

---Hastily examine yourself.
---sit down and think about what's happening.
---Scream some more.

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The voting begins...NOW!("Page 8" posted on 1/25/2011, voting to close at noon CST on 1/26/2011)

NOTES: Thanks for putting up with the one day delay on this one, mah peeps. Yesterday was HEC-TIC, but at least I got some things done. On a related note, if you haven't seen The Green Hornet yet, I highly recommend it.



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