tiny_little_hand globalfruitbat as soon as her small cold fingers wrap around yours, you find yourself falling into a void. Down and down you tumble, and when you awake, you are naked and cold, behind bairs. The little girl is on the other side of the bars and when she turns around, you see that she is as old as the moss in that swamp. "This is how the Old Ones keep their kingdom seperate, dearie" the ...thing...cackles. "A willing sacrifice every seven years. And you came on my birthday!" Close your eyes, wish hard and you can be back in 24_001 ... or maybe death becomes you? 040603 ... globalfruitbat 24_0001 040618 what's it to you? who go blather from