Survivors
February 11th, 2009 in The Other Place
There were only a few of us left. We were trying to get out of an underground room, where the walls were covered with invisible writing that flouresced when a certain light was shone on it. We searched vigilantly, even under furniture, as we needed to work out all the numbers from the puzzles, and add them up to find the code for the door.
We eventually managed it, and were outside in very bright sunlight, everyone looked smooth and beautiful, like we were avatars.








