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I pressed the little black Isle of Darkness drawing on my map, and then Scholar Sams academy blinked out of existance around me and the real, life-sized Isle of Darkness appeared around me. I found myself on a beach of sinister snow, and with a massive and heavily made door built into the cliff face to my east. That door reminded me of a wall, because walls don't have handles and so didn't the door. I looked around, but I was alone. I congraduated myself on my brilliant move of going off without warning, so I could work my amazing observational skills without the distractions of all those other people.
Last edited by Risp; Sep 8, 2005 at 05:44 PM.
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