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“Our tanks cannot operate without fuel.” President Roosevelt said to the gathered, high-ranking generals. “Without it they are usele..
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Your guess is as good as mine.
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I made my way through the dark, dusty halls of Arkham Manor when, suddenly, the author changed the novel into a third-person narrative.
“My fir..
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Chapter 2
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“By Jove it’s the Loch Ness Monster! What do you think he’s doing here Narrator”
“Cthulu must have kidnapped him! We ha..
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The puny earthlings went further and further into the twisting, labyrinthine halls of Arkham Manor, in search of the mighty Cthulu and their lost firs..
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The puny “adventurers” leapt down into the cold dark abyss beneath Arkham Manor.
“I say, ‘tis an awful frightful mess down he..
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The fleshy, boney humans and the archaeologist who prolonged their pathetic lives ran through the absurdly spacious sewer, away from the nazis.
&ld..
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An experiment in writing
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Please, don't read it. It truly is terrible.
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