Night of the Hidden Forum, Part 4
August 24, 2010
For the next few hours, I spent time with the other forum members. We drank some unusual purple liquid. It reminded me of acid. I enjoyed myself, but I began to long for the familiar, cluttered enviroment that was General Chat. I missed my old home.
I tried to leave, but I was stopped cold by someone’s voice.
“Leaving so soon?” Vlad said as he began to smile. “I’m afraid I wouldn’t want you to leave… yet.”
I tried to walk away, but he blocked my path. I had to pull off a painfully difficult roll to sidestep him. Of course, there was someone there, too. NAL showed up, holding a 12-gauge. Of course, the gun didn’t unnerve me.
Half his faced was cracked. It was a shadowy color, with blood-red cracks coming from his right eye. His smile pierced the darkness. I saw as the other members drew out weapons of their own. Pistols, flamethrowers, circular saws…
