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Originally Posted by Meth
I'm outtie.
This is fycked
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truant again....this wasn't right, but after what happened what was? you were clearly losing your mind. As you walked back home you realized that the neighborhood was the same, but different.....you couldn't quite put your finger on it...but it was different. you were going to head home but you decided to make a detour through town. Town was town, but not town, you were certain of it. you recognized none of the shop names although the building layout looked very similar. what was worse was that everyone seemed to be staring at you like they knew you.
you walked past an old woman on the street and suddenly she looked at you and said coldly: "you don't belong here...."
chills...
you decided to turn into the nearest shop. it was an antiques shop, you felt amazed by all of the junk strewn about, yet still it felt right to be there. You walked and walked around and suddenly you saw a mirror....the mirror was old with gold inlays and "777" engraved into it. you had to have it. you looked into it and the strangest thing:
"an island....it is cold.....the mirror was pulling you in......there is death on this island....there is a man...this man is mad....this man is dangerous....there is a walrus!@>?????"
the vision faded as you snapped back into reality.....somehow that mirror transported you to another reality. was it real? you were crazy....oh yeah. "sign me up for the crazy pills" you thought. the mirror cost 9 dollars. you looked into your wallet and.....not enough, only 7 dollars.
do you
A: try and haggle the storekeep to accept 7 dollars
B: steal the mirror and dip