>>6097524As you struggle to come to terms with just how utterly <span class="mu-i">fucked</span> you are, the sound of creaking wood takes you out of your self-pity sesh. Following it to its source, you nearly trip over the edge next to an ancient wooden bridge–the ones that always break apart in the movies.
Your options, you realize, are pretty slim–you can head back the way you came, of course, maybe try to find a way out past those <span class="mu-r">BEAK BASTARDS</span>... or you can take the bridge.
Call it selfish, but your arm still hurts from its brief stint as a chew toy.
You probably grip the rope handrails for one second before you appraise just how old they are–flecks of rope come off in your hand with each movement you make, each ‘kiss’ making your palms itch. Taking every step as if it were your last, you don’t put your entire weight on any wooden plank until you’re certain it’ll hold, and even then you find yourself skipping a few.
Slowly but surely getting into the ‘rhythm’ of the swaying bridge, you begin to hear the faint rush of water far below… maybe if you’re lucky you won’t hit any rocks when this death trap falls apart!
You’re just about to send a loogie on the raddest flight of its life when you hear it–something you haven’t heard in hours… something you had pretty much given up on since you arrived in… wherever you are.
“<span class="mu-s">OI</span>!” Snarls a rough-and-tumble voice from far ahead, “Moron! This bridge is officially <span class="mu-i">CLOSED!</span>”
Following the smug voice to its origin, your eyes meet with another pair idling next to what you assume is the end of the bridge–blood red in color and dotted with almost reptilian irises…
“Now be a good little cult boy and scurry back into your little temple, hm?” Continues the owner of the eyes in a singsong tone, “An’ make it quick-like fore’ I roast ya like the others!”
The first girl you’ve met and she’s already threatening to kill you. The more things change, the more they stay the same, huh, Anton?
What do?
>Listen to her! Head on back, forget it!>Keep going. She’s bluffing!>RUN FOR HER SIDE OF THE BRIDGE!>Introduce yourself! Start a dialogue!>Uhhhh COMPLIMENT her!>Get her talking… maybe ask who the hell she is?>THROW A DAGGER!>Challenge her to a DUEL!>Write-In! 