Will's Arcade Part 2

In which Will finds the forgotten cube.

**Note: Just in case, I have gone back in time and included part of the last bit of Part 1**

 The Strange Man, not even bothering to give the locked door a second glance, walked straight through it, not slowing down at all as he calmly shattered the door into two pieces. He paused momentarily, to get his bearings, then walzed off once more, going on a more-or-less straight line towards Will's room, still dragging Will along, who was no longer trying to stand, and getting a carpet burn on top of his other injuries because of that.

The Strange Man, who was now wearing a Bright blue top hat, a glittery rainbow shirt covered by a outrageously flamboyant glittery red vest, macaroni-and-cheese pants and teal shoes, finally reached Will's door, reached out, and opened it. On the other side was what was expected of a young person's room: clothes heaped everywhere but where they were supposed to be, an unmade bed, a dresser with most of its' drawers hanging slightly sideways.

 

--I have lost the story, and can no longer finish. Please forgive me. I am now opening the story to anyone who wants to continue it. Have fun!

--Reaverblade

Author's Note

If you review this story and want to continue it in your own way, you are welcome to. Please send me a link to your version of the story.