"Ok, I'm going to get you out of there!" you tell her. Left alone, she'd probably die in there. It's not like she's done anything bad to you, and she might be able to help you navigate this dungeon.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! I feel like I've been in here for an eternity!" she cries, probably ecstatic that someone's come along. You undo all the latches, and prepare to over the heavy iron coffin.
"Alright, I'm going to open it, hang out!" you shout, and tug on the iron maiden with all your might. After some initial resistance it finally opens, the force knocking you to the floor.
"Ah, finally! I'm finally free! Oh, it feels so good to stretch." she exclaims. As you look up at the figure before you, you see....
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 12:43pm on Jan 23, 2025 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author