originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
[b]A man emerges from the now ruined dojo, the wall rotting away with plants growing into it.
The gates are open, and the man exits, turning back for a moment.
He clicks a button, and it disappears.[/b]
"Farewell"
English
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[b]the place stinks of petrol. You spot Lego pouring petrol across the old dojo. He sees you[/b] The insurance hasn't expired yet.
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"Really?"
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Yeah.