FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I had a lot to think about. I shouldn't have left Cheyenne, I decided, pushing the shells around thoughtfully. I realized I had subconsciously spelled out a message in the sand: -
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did I buy carnivorous goldfish? I could hear them flopping down the hall towards my room. "Hello, 911? Goldy and Mr. Finnegan are trying to eat me. I'm seriou..." *click* -
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as it took a sip of wine chased with cyanide. "The ocean…" It choked on the phrase left unsaid, its tiny fins grabbing the gun for a final shooting spree. Silver bullets pierced my -
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what all the fuss is about. Spinning lights. danceable music. fashionable clothes. I've seen this image before. I'm not impressed. But then the drugs wore off and the music changed -
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time went all slow-mo and Dame May Whitty caught me as I fell. "Never mind about shaken or stirred, dear," she advised before humming a tune into my ear. She vanished as I re