For: HG Wells
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Dreams and nightmares all run together after awhile. For the past week, he'd been 'waking' to that
same set of halls that would lead to nothing. Taking different routes invaribly led to similar
results:
An empty room.
A locked door.
Or a ruined house.
And through it all, an unshakeable feeling that he needed to do something in this world that
never changed.
It's been seven nights since it had started, and Arthur was more than a little sick of it.
Whoever said the dead can't dream was an asshole.
Proceed:
{ loop parameters x 24: y 18
If ave( x > 3 )
repeat }
Dreams and nightmares all run together after awhile. For the past week, he'd been 'waking' to that
same set of halls that would lead to nothing. Taking different routes invaribly led to similar
results:
An empty room.
A locked door.
Or a ruined house.
And through it all, an unshakeable feeling that he needed to do something in this world that
never changed.
It's been seven nights since it had started, and Arthur was more than a little sick of it.
Whoever said the dead can't dream was an asshole.