Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire watched as the Hotel Denouement went up in smoke, while they drifted off to sea. Screams were beginning to be heard, as the blindfolded people realized how very stupid they had been. But it was too late. Everyone was lost. The volunteers who had tried, those who had failed, and those who had succeeded once only to find that what doesn't kills you today, will try again tomorrow. And the next day, and the next.
Especially when that thing is Count Olaf.
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Snickets Have an Aptitude for Avoiding Death
Fanfiction"I'm right behind you. I've been behind you all along." A phrase which here means, things aren't always as they seem, and there are more noble people in the world than you think.
