FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10the concrete under my prison slippers, snuggling under the thin cotton blanket on my lumpy mattress, and hearing my number at roll call. I would be home again.
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10They get me, they really do. And the morgue is so serene. I like to lie down on an embalming table and just soak in the cool silence. It is a good place for a nap. The metal is so
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10One of Frank's arms didn't work as well as the other as it had come from the left arm of famous pitcher Roger "Righty" Rolfenstein and was sewn on crooked. Beth still prattled on
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10issing the $600 dollars I had placed in it. Without my money, I had no way of returning home. Not that money would have helped, considering I appeared to be in an entirely differen
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12D is for deadly.