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Post by Black Airs on May 8, 2011 14:19:08 GMT -5
*I wake up in the house and notice no one is there* I guess they left.... *I walk up there stairs into what appears to be a closet but its really a security feed room* lets see what really happened... *I rewind the basement video to the day I was stabbed*
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Post by Black Airs on May 8, 2011 15:48:23 GMT -5
*as I watch the video i notice des make the device with the spear head* oh des... I knew you were lying to me... please... please dont use that spear... it will be a horrid mistake...
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Post by Black Airs on May 9, 2011 10:12:53 GMT -5
Oh sipistoo.... give me the answer... what should i do... should I let him leave with the spear or....
*a voice in my head* oh child you already know the answer
I do?... then why does it feel like I dont?....
your heart and your mind are conflicted child... I will send someone to help your tim see clearly... for his mind is conflicted too
*tears are welling in my eyes* you will sipistoo... really?
yes my child... you are worthy of my help you have done no wrong in my eyes like you have in your own.
Thank you sipistoo... *I am now crying*
Play your flute for me... give me your strength through the music of your soul
*I pick up my flute and walk out side* yes sipistoo... I will give you strength... *I start to play (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VsMDN2TXY5w&feature=channel_video_title)*
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Post by Black Airs on May 9, 2011 11:26:42 GMT -5
Christine! my child! We have an emergency! You need to get to Tim!
What! what happened!
less talk more leaving!
*I run outside and hop on a bike*
Ill be your guide! now hurry!
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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