User:Trar/Game:Grueslayer/ch4/vegas/penthouse/neighbours/6
Gilligan's apartment | Score: negative | Moves: negative |
Uh huh. Anyway, the door is suddenly opened, and a middle-aged guy looks out of it.
"You really shouldn't flounder your identity about like that, Grueslayer." says the guy.
Oooh-ya. The guy: a Were-Grue working for U-Gene. Your throat: shredded like paper. Your head: down his gullet. Your spleen: spread over the floor. My sentence construction: fragmented.
... But wait! Suddenly, you wake up! You sigh with relief. "Phew, it was all just a dream!" Anyway, you're back in the nondescript room. Now to start your adventure for real. Oh, and the Grue-ologist is missing, for some reason.
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