Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=49396&page=67#670 Author: Wfangel115 Time Posted: 7/3/2018 at 5:45 PM (Thanks! It helps to have that when I have a lot of different stories going on at once) As you head towards it, it keeps walking. It goes further and further, seeming to glide through space and time itself. As it leaves, the warmth and frost leaves with it.

(no problem)
I gasp as the cold hits me and run after it

It travels faster than you, but you can see a trace of a smile as you black out. You wake up in darkness.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=49396&page=68#672 Author: Wfangel115 Time Posted: 7/6/2018 at 9:04 PM It travels faster than you, but you can see a trace of a smile as you black out. You wake up in darkness.

I start to panic

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=49396&page=67#668 Author: Wfangel115 Time Posted: 6/30/2018 at 6:25 PM The road back to town is long and winding. It's hard to believe any sort of bus would even get to there without popping a wheel on one of the sharp protruding vine. And that's not even commenting on the size. Even as you look at the tracks in the dirt, you can make out a small car at largest, and many motorcycle tracks. Something isn't adding up.

I narrow my eyes and decide to head back into the city and go to the library to see if I can find any records on the supposed school

Your breathing sharpens and you feel a hand pat your shoulder.
"There now, lassie!"

The city near there is bustling with life. You head down to the library. The atmosphere is calming, like most libraries. You head to the records of schools in the area, but there aren't any with that address.

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=49396&page=68#675 Author: Wfangel115 Time Posted: 7/9/2018 at 9:53 PM Your breathing sharpens and you feel a hand pat your shoulder. "There now, lassie!"

I pull away from the hand

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=49396&page=68#676 Author: Wfangel115 Time Posted: 7/9/2018 at 9:56 PM The city near there is bustling with life. You head down to the library. The atmosphere is calming, like most libraries. You head to the records of schools in the area, but there aren't any with that address.

Try to look it up online on the library computers

A middle aged man stands there, looking slightly startled. "Oh! I must've startled you! Sorry 'bout that"
He carries a backpack, and you realize that you are sitting in a cave. Outside, it's dark, but you can barely make the moon out from between the trees.

The library computers are old, and a little slow, but after patiently waiting for a few minutes, only one result pops up. It says the book with the information is checked out...