Arabian Nights...

"Didn't he come up behind you?" said Abdusalim as he checked behind the group and didn't see Roland anywhere.
"He was in the room downstairs with us... and he didn't come up? We should check downstairs and investigate this room... And do so somehow without splitting" he said looking at Garret, still holding Vixen.
 
Abdusalim and Vixen went downstairs, looking for Roland. The two guards smiled at each other.
"Dumbass bat," one kicked him in the stomach. He fell down, holding his gut.
"Mother fucker," the other kicked him squarely in the head. Garret rolled over, coughing up blood.
"Don't worry, we got a nice cell for people like you."
The grabbed him up, and took him upstairs. On the roof there were two large bracelets that were olted to the ground.
Garret saw that twilight was beginning. He looked in horro as they clasped the bracelets onto his hands.
"No, you can't do this. I didn't do..." Another kick to the stomach.
"You don't get it do you, your stupid lies won't help you here. Ussim was our friend, all of our friends, he would give his life for any one of us. I just hope that when you die, you will feel the pain that is in our hearts now."
Garret closed his eyes as a tear streamed down his face. The two guards left the roof. Garret looked up to the east.
 
Ooc; And Thus, Roland Breathed Life into this Forgotten thread as well, Hoping it too would Regain the Holyness it once had So Long Ago..Now Roland had Returned and Would Give Life to the things that Once Made Him Famous...*Cackles*
 
Abdusalim looked around, only Vixen was left of the group. "Well, now where is Garret? wasn't him with us?" said him with a puzzled expression; "This looks like a cheap horror theater play!"
 
AbduSalim makes sure he is looking at Vixen for most of the time, he doesn't want her to disappear.
 
The End?

There is a sudden noise behind Abdusalim. He turns around, his sword at the ready. He doesn't see anything. He looks back at Vixen. She's not there! He shouts her name, no one answers. He runs through the house, and he never finds an exit door, or anyone. He always keeps coming back to the same rooms. This must surely be a dream. Yes, it is that, it is a dream. For sure...

The End?
 
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