
Friday, September 11, 2009
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Transcription
I don't know why the nursery began to crumble, but crumble it did. With no way of escape, I was certain I was doomed
Mischief emerged, apparently healed but unconscious. She might survive if the nursery collapsed, but I certainly wouldn't.
Just as suddenly a portal appeared. No catalyst in sight. No reason to be found. Just a doorway of light to somewhere else.
Right then, anywhere seemed better than where we where

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