I bolt upright, examining the room from my bed.
Nothing interesting happens.
Phew, it was only just part of my dream.
I guess I should get some more rest...
It was a gloomy night in 2007. Luke was wandering past the Giant Rats in lvl 6 wildy.
The piercing sound of the telephone rang. Disconnected. Dial-up. Full addy was lost.
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A story that short is difficult to write. Even more, a spooky one.
Perhaps I'll be inspired to write it. For now, I need to clean up this mess.
Who knew that people bled this much?
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Fated Host
The long time Scaper screamed at the top of his lungs as in his inventory after an elite clue, was a blood dye. Then a message popped up
~Due to an in-game bug, servers will be rolled back by one hour, we at Jagex apologize for the inconvenience.~
Look for the monsters, prove to yourself they don’t exist, look under the bed, in the closet and in the corners. But don’t you dare ever look up. She hates that.
Once upon a time, there was a little kitten lost in Oo´Glog forest. She was running through it and fell on the ground. She suddenly dissapeard in the underworld and a big minotaur with bunnytail and fox ears tried to eat her. She escaped but then a goblin with big axe cut her head off. Nevertheless, she contined to live without her head in underworld with goblin as her husband and until this day, you can hear the last silent ´meow´ in those lands at the midnight of Halloween´s eve.
I visited a hotel a while back, once I approached reception and was given my room key I was given strict instructions to not enter the 4th floor (specifically room 43) . Well being an idiot as I was I physically could not resist! So after having my lunch in my room I decided to make my move when it was nice and late and no one was about! So I took a nice deep breath and made my way up stairs to the 4th floor (the elevator was out of order). Once I approached the doorway of the 4th floor the feeling of dread consumed my nerve ends and I began to have second thoughts. But I inhaled and let out a big exhale and open the floors door. It just looked like a normal floor to me with no issues. I decided to take a gander at room 43. I barged and kicked to attempt to enter the room but had no luck! The room seemed to be occupied as I could see the glare of light coming from the key hole. So I went to my knees and peered through the key hole, I couldn't make sense of it as all I could see what white! more white than snow, I WAS BAFFLED!! Anyway after a disappointed discovery I decided to get some shut eye and report my findings to reception ( not thinking of the possible consequences ) So I made my way down to reception where I was greeted by the manager. I told the manager about my story and a sign of dread hit his face! ( I was expecting to get fined at this point) He shook the story off and wished me a happy afternoon. Disappointed with the managers reaction I decided to approach a member of staff working behind the bar. I asked why the floor was off limits and it turns out that customers have stated to see a young lady walking the floors at night and specifically entering room 43! when infect there was no one registered into this room. Many people experienced odd things occurring to them such as knocks at the door and objects missing. They described the lady as a pale skinned women with blood red lips and white snow-like eyes...