You are in one of Frances famous cafes. You are visiting France because you are hoping to find work as a model. As you sip you're Latte, you look out the window. It is foggy. So foggy that you can barilly see the near-by streetlights. You can olny see the dim, circle light that tries to appear out of the foggy sky. When you sip the last of your Latte, leave a tip on the table, and say "Merci" which is French for "thank you." You see the owner nod, and you walk out the door.
The streets are barren. The streets are usually safe, with a hobo or two accasionally. You decide to take a façon allié or ally way. As you walk you hear a groan. You look back and nothing is there.
"Damnit. I have to stop watching PewDiePie so much. You could have sworn that you hear the visious Bro from Amnesia. You hear anouther groan. Althow you think it is you're imagionation, something tells you to look back. You see a human-like formwith "its" right hand swollen, with claws sticking out. Since you are trying to practice you're french, you whisper "merde. C'est le frère de Amnesia The Dark Descentor!" or " Shit. It's the Bro from Amnesia The Dark Descent."
