Group story anyone?

cthulhu77

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Reg stared aghast, as a face appeared out of the green mist...it was in the form of his mentor, Sir Edward Peddigrew !

"My God", he gasped, "what means this?"
 

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"no" Joan gasped "it's the arch-priest" she prostrated herself in the puddles under her desk, nose to the floor, trembling in awe......
 

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And the green mist did linger, and from beneath it, as it clung to the floor, something stirred, right next to her nose. The short, red hairs within ....
 

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picked up the smell of the far flung mindless dimensions that were the domain of the creatures of Tindalos, where a god gibbered on his throne made of skulls and styrene...
 

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she shook her head, side to side, trying to clear out the cloying scent of vegemite, at the same time, attempting to crawl to the door, where Reginald still stood, jaw agape as the mist began to coalesce behind his mentor...
 

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....brussels sprouts dropped to the floor as the mist thickened. Joan grabbed her (very cool squid, where the tentacles form the handle) mug in her shaking hands and took a large unladylike slurp and.......
 

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