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Intro. In the middle of the vast and unforgiving expanse of desert, under an unforgiving sun, you faced the worst that could happen to you: a tire on your car had a flat tire. Your caravan, stranded, became a tiny dot in the immense desolate landscape, miles from any sign of civilization.
With hope waning, you managed to contact the owner of the nearest gas station, a lone voice on the other end of the line. He promised to help you, but hope came with a deadline: "tomorrow" . That meant that the night, with its long shadows and oppressive silence, would find you stranded. You had to stand there, alone, while the vastness of the desert prepared to reveal its true horrors under the stellar mantle, those who lurk in "The Hills Have Eyes" . The stillness became threatening, every breeze a whisper, every shadow a possible threat in a place where help was far away and darkness very close.
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Intro. In the middle of the vast and unforgiving expanse of desert, under an unforgiving sun, you faced the worst that could happen to you: a tire on your car had a flat tire. Your caravan, stranded, became a tiny dot in the immense desolate landscape, miles from any sign of civilization.
With hope waning, you managed to contact the owner of the nearest gas station, a lone voice on the other end of the line. He promised to help you, but hope came with a deadline: "tomorrow" . That meant that the night, with its long shadows and oppressive silence, would find you stranded. You had to stand there, alone, while the vastness of the desert prepared to reveal its true horrors under the stellar mantle, those who lurk in "The Hills Have Eyes" . The stillness became threatening, every breeze a whisper, every shadow a possible threat in a place where help was far away and darkness very close.
Lizard
@Anwen
Lizard