FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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35If ever there was a time to use his cell phone, this was it. But he had left his charger at home and the phone was dead. He squinted down the road and could just make out
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10you or somebody else. Somebody that can pull their souls out through their feet? Somebody that can defeat their visions? If you are I can't believe I just called you pencil dick!
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11must have seen my cry for help. Just one? I close my eyes and lean back against the cool glass, contemplating the ultimate futility of life, love, and social media.
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10some verbiage seems to be missing. But, hey, who needs context after all? Not this fold. And so the story continues on right were it was left off. The part where
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11Madge understood alright...understood that Mr. Butterworth was freakin' out of his freakin' mind if he thought she'd really do that. She nodded anyway. "Sure!" Then Madge stuffed a