Hail The Scroll
"Crushed Aspirations"
/~* A Scroll Tale™ *~\
Choose Your Own Destruction Adventure

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Upon closer inspection, it appears as if the portholes were so close together that they gave the exact same view. I breathed a sigh of relief from having to make one less decision on this hectic day. As I looked out the window, all I could see was the whiteness of blowing snow, and in the distance I could barely make out the vague form of a tower. Suddenly, the floor gave way beneath me and I fell onto the snow below. The ship hastily departed and left me and my inferior thoughts alone. It was not long before Brian came up to me, only, he was much shinier than I had imagined he would look like. Then, another metallic Brian came up to me. I said, "Hey guys, hows it going?" Their only response was picking me up by the arms and dragging me away. As I was being pulled along, we came across a sign that read "Welcome to The Gulag, Population: 1, 500, 10000, 139,543,990."


If you try to wriggle free,
If you want to see what the Gulag is all about,






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