Por la tarde, 2RM

Por la tarde, 2RM

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Por la tarde llegaron a un bosque , formado solo por troncos derechos y muy altos. Eran de coníferas y formaban una extraña figura que no eran capaces de reconocer, sacaron el tablero que utilizaban para invocar espíritus o eso intentaban hacer. Ya había oscurecido totalmente cuando decidieron empezar a jugar. Al cabo de un rato de juego empezaron a salir sombras del tablero, intentaron correr para escapar pero lo que no sabían es que el bosque era el tablero de los espíritus y ellos sus simples fichas.
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