At first there was mist. A dark and heavy mist occasionally illuminated by crackles of Sapphire lightning. Through the mist, they could sometimes make out the shape of trees, twisted and heavy. The ground was soft and squelched beneath their feet
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"Well, geez, let's not stand around taking all day about it." Katchoo's eyes narrowed as she glanced between the two paths. "Don't know about you, but I'm going that way."
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A large, brick building. Though the architecture is lovely, there is a sad and desolate air about the place. And the building itself screams 'asylum.' The grounds are vast and snowcovered, with several tall hedges clustered on the back of the building. Off to one side is a small garden.
There is also a large tree, standing off by itself, with a perfect branch, just shaped for swinging. It is empty.
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The first hint that all was not right was the sudden appearance of a young girl, walking closer. She seemed solid and very real, from the top of her brown hair to the bottom of her blood-soaked dress. "Hi there," she said, smiling prettily. The act of speaking made the edges of the gaping wound in her throat move and tear. "Welcome to Briarwood. Want the tour?"
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Voices cry out and are quickly silenced, but it's impossible to tell where they're coming from.
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*wibble* *creepify* *wibble*
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My inner girls would like to smash and set on fire.
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1) Sorry for disappearing last week. Busy, busy, and other such lame excuses.
2) Do we want to finish up the thread? I didn't want to just jump in and do it in case you had a plan which doing so would ruin.
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