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Author Topic: [124x70] Menen the First - Go read Time Force and support my sister  (Read 54513 times)


It's here!



You enter the old woman's hut. Inside is a large melting pot full of disturbing green liquid.

: You're some kind of soothsayer, I presume.

: Aye. I can get you da man who hung.

She bellows some ancient Voodoo chant and a bright green light shrieks out of the pot.



: Zee-Kee-Ya-Kan-Pa. Zee-An-Na-Kan-Pa. Zee-Deen-Geer-Kee-Ya-Kan-Pa. Zee-Deen-Geer-An-Na-Kan-Pa. Hear me, spirits. By da power of muh words, bring back the mon who was slain here. Zee-Kee-Ya-Kan-Pa. Zee-An-Na-Kan-Pa.



Suddenly, in the reflection of the pot is the man you've been seeking.

: Da connection won't hold long, boy. Ifin' you need ta speak to the mon, speak now.

ASK HIM WHY HE GOT KILLED



drink the soup
if not able to do ask erzoolie to revive him

ask what the did before getting hung and what news did he have

Ask about his huge schlong.

ask what the did before getting hung and what news did he have

drink the soup
if not able to do ask erzoolie to revive him
Either this or what Memen said.

Ask him if he knows Colonel Sanders, 'cause this lady needs some KFC.

ASK HIM WHY HE GOT KILLED

ask what the did before getting hung and what news did he have



: Excuse me, of kindly spirit, if it isn't much trouble, I need to speak with you.

: ... they hung me...

: Make it quick, boy, da connection is spiraling.

: This is US Marshall Nathan McGraw, can you tell me your name?

: William... William Barclay...

: Ah, hello Willaim. Please tell me, what happened the night before you died? Did you set fire to the town of Clivesdale?

: ... that I did...

: And can I ask you why?

: ... the evil had come... the reaper had come.... the Marshall was following me... I killed him... but he still followed... was touched by a reaper...

: I'm that Marshall, William, I-... wait... are you the one I've been seeing in my dreams?

: What dreams?

: ... I killed you, Nathan... I saw you die... you had to die... you were touched by him... you needed to perish... you were bringing the evil to Deadrock...

: You dirty, no good, son of a-

Suddenly, without warning, a large crack slices down the pot's surface.

: ... it's coming Nathan... your reckoning is at hand... you, the reaper Alistair, and Deadrock... the Harbinger is returning to clean the mistake you made... the mistake we all made...

: What mistake? What are you talking about?

: ... that's the funny thing... you haven't made it yet... I'm afraid you- ... what? ... oh... oH NO. NO NO... DON'T TAKE ME NOW. STOP, PLEASE. DON'T... AHHHHHHHHHH-

He's cut off.

The cracks expand now, encompassing the whole room.



: What's happening you vile witch!? Bring him back!

: I can't do it, boy. Somethin' happenin' to the Ethereal. Somethin' getting through!



The pot explodes.

...

Where are you?

...

Oh... it's... that dream again...























Screaming... someone shouting... someone...




You are dead... you... are dead...




You are William Barclay, and you are dead.

You were hung recently for a crime you only committed out of mercy. The poor souls in Clivesdale had been driven insane by a-



Oh. Oh no.