August 14, 2016 by Lyn
The school seems set up for Hell Night, with secret doors and passages that go no-where. Knowing Dr. Regine, it’s entirely possible that it was designed that way.
It’s not made any better by the illusory walls that people delight in putting up; you’re heading straight for the upset woman’s voice when you smack into a brick wall. A brick wall? There isn’t a single exposed brick in all of the school.
Coy rolls his eyes and makes a gesture of pulling aside a curtain. On the other side of the wall, the girl’s squeals become louder.
“That’s your trick, not mine,” you remind him. Worked Objects, unutu, has never been one of your skills.
He rolls his eyes and slams a fist into his palm wordlessly. Aah. Rock. It’s worth a try. You mutter a aistrigh eperu , trying to transmute the rock in the brick into another form. Sand, sand would be good.
Nothing happens. The bricks, whatever they are, are not earth. On the other side of the wall, the girl yelps.
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If you muscle your way through, click here
If you try to convince Coy to Work the wall, click here
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