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You are standing at a harbor made of bone, waiting for an origami ship to help you cross the sea. The environment all around you is perfectly silent, save for the echoes that bounce back from the saline buildings when you walk. You are alone. Not even the flies have followed you here.

You put your hands into your pockets and pull out the following...

2x Candle Stick
1x Matchbox
3x Red Delicious Apple
1x Granny Smith Apple
1x Pencil
7x Note Paper
1x Disposable Camera
1x Pen Knife
1x Box of Bandages

You always were the sensible type, though your battered shoes don't reflect that. You must have walked a long path to reach this empty place, but you can't quite remember the way.

You stand upon bricks made from transparent glass. Below them lies a deep, strong fire that has burned, perhaps, for an age. The amber glow is distorted through the thick glass. You wonder if these are the flames of Hell beneath your feet.

You look up. Above you... the sky is shale.


What will you do?



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You are standing at a harbor made of bone, waiting for an origami ship to help you cross the sea...

The Salt City