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Another, darker world
Jun. 11th, 2015 10:42 pmGlen fumbles for her key. After several tries for it turns in her dorm room's old lock.
The door opens, not to the familiar blandness of her room, but to a bar.
Glen slowly sticks her hand through the frame. When nothing happens, she kneels down to rap on the wooden floorboards. They're solid, and definitely wood, not a projection over the ceramic tiles she's used to.
She steps inside.
The door opens, not to the familiar blandness of her room, but to a bar.
Glen slowly sticks her hand through the frame. When nothing happens, she kneels down to rap on the wooden floorboards. They're solid, and definitely wood, not a projection over the ceramic tiles she's used to.
She steps inside.
