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Day 1 of the lost kitten case: i have been asighned a stupid mission. Find a kitten for a spoiled rich brat. Have seriously considered refusal but i need the bussiness. Dammit, not many peop

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Mystery in Falor Mansion

A cold howl of wind zipped through the deserted house. It was a harsh, shallow sound, almost a rattling, or perhaps it was more of a thumping - but it was an eerie, haunted sound nonetheless

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Take it a word at a time


He decided to eat his words and apologize to her

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Mr. Galzmeidt

Klaus Galzmeidt was in pain. By his feet were thick books of the medical sort, and in his hand was a scalpel, tacky with blood. He had left the window open, and the wind rustled the curtains

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Totally awesome stuffs with no prior story

I look into the cave. I have to go in, or the beast will catch up with me. All there is to see is darkness. Who knows what could be in there? The beast's heavy footsteps are becoming louder

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pop went the computer

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The Meal

The rawboned young man sat lonely at a table in a restaurant, staring at the shadows of the candle-lit table. Just a few hours ago, he had been counting the few coins he had gathered at toda

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Journey To New Chicago

With a dead engine and but a handful of rations, the crew of the RSV Titan had hit a dip in morale. The captain had just died. The decisions regarding disposal of his infected body brought o

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The LOL show


It all started down in the dumps. Literally, as I am one of the few unlucky to start but the luckiest for sucess. For the closer you think you see, the lees you actually see. My story is an

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The Table

They each sat across from each other at a table. They were bound to their chairs but able to move their arms and heads. They could hardly see in the dark and had been informed that the only

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