In The Garage
by DrawnDrewTags: none
You groggily shake your head and open your eyes. You seem to have been sleeping, and aren't sure what you were doing.
You are sprawled out on a couch in a garage. KISS posters cover the walls. The remnant smell of marijuana hangs in the air. You feel oddly at home here. A bookcase has been filled with a TV, a stereo, many CD's and some X-men action figures.
There is an electric guitar here.
There is a twelve-sided die here.
There is a copy of "The Dungeon Master's Guide" here.
Exits lead to the north and south. The garage door is closed.
You are sprawled out on a couch in a garage. KISS posters cover the walls. The remnant smell of marijuana hangs in the air. You feel oddly at home here. A bookcase has been filled with a TV, a stereo, many CD's and some X-men action figures.
There is an electric guitar here.
There is a twelve-sided die here.
There is a copy of "The Dungeon Master's Guide" here.
Exits lead to the north and south. The garage door is closed.