Dear JOF,
The hole lead to the sewers.
And it's still full of traps.
How do I know?
See for yourself.
That's Frank's leg. ——->
Could you guys PLEASE stop getting your body parts all over my journal??
That was a weird sentence.
YOU ARE READING
Dungeon
AbenteuerImagine waking up in a dark room, with only a book and pen with you. You hear cries for help and moans from around this strange place. Your vision comes back into focus and you realize: You are in a jail cell, or... a Dungeon.
