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"Pfft lie? Me never!" [b]You smell smoke [/b]
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"And the smoke smell?"
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"Uh-"
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[i]JT walks directly past Kross and into the apartment, his curiosity getting the better of him. [/i]
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[b]The entire apartment seems to be empty save for a table in the middle. The table has multiple chemicals and powders running along it and it takes up most of the room. There is smoke coming from the other side [/b] "JT!"
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"Kross, the hell is this?"
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"Uh- an experiment?"
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"What was the intended outcome of it...?"
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"Uh-" [b]A microwave ding is heard across the room and Kross rushes over [/b]
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"Are you running a meth lab?"
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"What? NO!" [b]I pull out a small capsule [/b]
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"Oh, you're making coke too."
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"AM NOT!" [b]I open the capsule and pull out a small key [/b] "EUREKA! It worked!"
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"That the key for the moonshine still?"
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[b]I glare at you [/b] "What is your problem? Why you do this?"
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"It's fun."
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"Whatever. You can stick around and see a pocket dimension or you can leave now. Your choice."
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"Eh, open it, I'm bored enough to stay."
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"Alright then!" [b]Kross runs over to the front door which he closes and locks. He then walks down a hallway [/b] "Come on!"
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"What did I get myself into..." [i]JT questions himself as he followed Kross. [/i]
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[b]Kross stops in front of a very odd looking door. He sticks the key into a small lock and opens the door revealing http://pin.it/XEISGHJ [/b]
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"The hell?"
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"Welcome to Royal's pocket dimension!"
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"Yeah, this is... Strange."
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[b]I enter the doorway and step into the dimension [/b] "Prepare yourself. Might feel something go through you."