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middle={{UDAct|Thumbing through the envelopes, you come across the mundane, the bills very much overdue, the random municipal missive, and something that doesn’t quite fit. It figures. With a very precise purpose.<br><br>It’s the address on one letter: it doesn’t quite fit. In fact, it’s completely different from the rest. Worse, the letter isn't aged like it should be, as if it has just been delivered. Almost like it was just deposited, within days, maybe, albeit to the wrong place. Must be a very dedicated mail carrier. There's an inkling in your gut. The absurd don't realize how absurd they are. Humour it.}}
middle={{UDAct|Thumbing through the envelopes, you come across the mundane, the bills very much overdue, the random municipal missive, and something that doesn’t quite fit. It figures. With a very precise purpose.<br><br>It’s the address on one letter: it doesn’t quite fit. In fact, it’s completely different from the rest. Weirder yet, the letter isn't aged like it should be, as if it has just been delivered, within days, maybe, albeit to the wrong place. Must be a very dedicated mail carrier.}}


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Latest revision as of 19:12, 31 July 2011

Ingame
Beyond
dining room
kitchen
living room
bathroom
You are the Stranger. You have 32 Hit Points and 1 Experience Point. You have ? Action Points remaining.

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You are inside the dining room of a house. A long table lined with six chairs takes most of the space in the room.

Somebody has written death is nothing to us; the despair is in the living onto the wall in blood.

Thumbing through the envelopes, you come across the mundane, the bills very much overdue, the random municipal missive, and something that doesn’t quite fit. It figures. With a very precise purpose.

It’s the address on one letter: it doesn’t quite fit. In fact, it’s completely different from the rest. Weirder yet, the letter isn't aged like it should be, as if it has just been delivered, within days, maybe, albeit to the wrong place. Must be a very dedicated mail carrier.


Possible actions:
Read the letter
Inventory:
You carry a knife, a journal, a bloodied radio and a flare gun. You have a pistol (4) and three spare magazines inside your vest pouches. You are wearing a tactical vest, blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of shoes.


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