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It seemed as if the Jabberwocky was unstoppable, the creature flying into a rampage now as it continued to consume and lay waste to everything in its path.

Another fanfare and the woods are back to its noisy self.

Along with a small Fragment atop of a Treasure Box.

"Why so many?" He muttered, afraid that only one of them is the right one OR worse, all of them are rigged with traps.

All of them are real. Please refrain to be so paranoid.

"Ooookay..." He said with one eyebrows raised.
Letsee what I got here...





"-and what's this?"

Ability Card. It can be used to invoke certain effects depending on your Job.

"Neaaat."

It was never clear which was the safer place, or if there was a safer place around these woods. The trees were being unusually quiet, except for whisperings of something coming. The ghoul's defences were raised, but it was not long after that she would sense the ominous foreboding that something bad was about to happen. As a shadow began to envelop the area where she stood, the ghoul summoned her weapon and slowly...turned....around....

The gleam of its eye was unmistakeable. For a second, the ghoul regretted that she had not just started running at the first sign of danger. But it was always good to know what she was running away from.

Desummoning her weapon, the ghoul took off, reeling from the damage from the bite of the Jabberwocky.

She did not want to know what would happened if she died within this strange dream....

(part 3, Second chance timer chosen).

A forked road was the last thing she'd wanted to run into now; she did not like making tough choices in a hurry. She need time. Time.

The image of a the timer drew her towards that path, and the ghoul reached out to grab it as she ran along. It was still coming after her.

(part 4, using the second chance timer).

The ghoul could hear the roar of the Jabberwock and for a split moment, saw the vision of its jaws closing around her, swallowing her whole. For a moment, all there was was darkness. Was this... the end?

Then there was a split in the timer she held, a crack in the glass. Slowly, the surely, the watch began to crack and crumble, shattering into tiny bits. Light broke through the darkness and she could her the sound of her panting and gasping for air.

She was still running.

(Part 1)

Clopper clopped steadily along the quiet woods in a steadfast manner. After reporting (and feeling very silly about it) to the talking signpost, the game sprite had taken his leave. “Hmmm... I wonder where I will end up,” said the tiny Clopper; not that he was worried. There was plenty of vegetation about and it had never occurred to the tiny game sprite that the surrounding flora might be inedible. As far as the horse spirit was concerned, all plants were fair game. He couldn’t die twice after all.

Presently Clopper was aware that something was stalking him.

That. Was. Not. Good.

Something large, foul and dangerous made a snap at him and very nearly took off the skin of his nose. The odd noisy card immediately began beeping which only seemed to encourage the creature for a second bite.

But Clopper would have none of that. Immediately taking to his heels, the tiny sprite began darting away from the creature’s dangerous maw. While he was sure that ghost are not in t he habit of dying twice, the sprite was suddenly veryaware that he was not at all keen to put that hypothesis to the test.

Oh, why did he have to have such short legs. They needed twice as many steps to cover a distance.

(Part 1 - REDO)

Clopper blinked. He was alive! So it was right! Ghosts couldn't ...

SNAP

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Clopper began to run

(Part 3)

"I'm taking the health potion," said Clopper as he came upon the option. "Who knows when that monster is going to take another bite out of me!"

Grabbing the health potion, the sprite downed its contents in a single go.