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OOC-hoping this isn't bad...
IC:(Eleanor)
I was in my bed, thinking over the events of the past day, and the mysterious room. At least I was, until I fell asleep, waking up as a fourteen year old girl.
Clutching something behind me in my hands, I brought the object forwards. My wrists were covered my a metallic steel colour, and then I realised what it was: knives. In my hands, a long green sword, with two blades, one on each end of the hilt, shone in the eerie light. And then I realised I wasn't alone. All around me, skeletul(sp?) people, as well as zombie like people were moving towards me. And then I heard the voice: "Who's the first of you who wants to die again?"
I looked behind me, to see someone about my age. I was about to ask who he was, but his blade swung forwards, slashing an oncoming zombie. The head was torn off, and I shrieked, turning around. I heard moans, and as I opened my eyes, I saw that I had accidentally hit many of the undead people with the blades of my sword.
And then another boy appeared in front of me, obviously, he had not seen me.
OOC: I like this part lol
are we supposed to recognize each other?
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