Neyuttad Posted August 8, 2005 Share Posted August 8, 2005 Prologue: The Awakening The sound of water dripping on the hard concrete echoed ominously in the small empty room. It was cold and damp, and it was dark. The little light that shone through the barred window gave the place an eerie feeling. The air was heavy and almost tangible – it smelled of death. In the middle of the room sat a bed and on the bed was a man. His hands were bound together in a restraining jacket and he was unconscious up until now. DM: You wake up, you’re in the room. You do not know where you are, who you are or what you are. You do not remember a thing Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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