Tuesday, September 7, 2010


We were afraid to go on. It was dark and we crawling around corridors, air shafts and archaic machinery. I was scared but by good friend was smiling and she said, "don't worry" and she pulled out a spoon with a green substance stuck in it. out of the substance was a wick which she lit a said, "we will be able to smell this anywhere and find our way out." then a bunch of familiar faces joined us and we scrambled into the dark spaces that lied ahead.

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