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Hazy Days | twizted77 | 5


You just can't stay here a second longer. You throw open the door of the hotel room and step out into a rainy night. The motel stands along side a two lane blacktop road. In all directions the only thing you can see is trees. Some part of you had thought that you were in a big city somewhere. New York? Chicago? Doesn't really matter any more, because you're not. You're in the country.

The parking lot is empty, except for a rusted out hulk near the front Office

Nothing seems familiar to you, and you feel panic building up again.


What next?

          Go back just can't handle this.

          Head to the front desk.


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