Dark Quest #1: A Shadow of a Doubt
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“No… no, please! NyAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHG–”
You jerk upright to the sound of a woman being torn apart, almost losing your breath in the process. A string of drool drips from the drips from the corner of your mouth into the growing puddle your hand currently occupies on the cold flagstone floor. Shaking the sleep from your tired eyes, you glance around trying to ascertain the source of the blood-curdling shriek.
Well, you <span class="mu-i">try</span> to, at least. It only takes a few moments of careful inspection to realize you’re in no position to be helping out screaming girls, let alone yourself–as the musty scent of mildew tickles your flared nostrils and a frosty breeze kicks the remaining weariness out of your body, it dawns on you just how <span class="mu-s">DARK</span> it is in this room…
Like, <span class="mu-i">wow</span>.
Blinking a few times just to be sure, your mind drifts to other more pressing matters when you come to another chilling realization:
You have no damn clue how you <span class="mu-i">got</span> here!
Throat buzzing as if you’d spent the whole day yelling and your ears ringing like church bells, you feel scraps of details flutter around your dazed mind like confetti at a party–innumerable and a pain in the butt to clean up.
Mentally snatching one of the pieces out of the air, you feel an important detail come back to you… and as you sit up to digest the info properly, you recall that you are…
>Male
>Female
And your name is…
>Write-In Your Name!
