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The short, vulturish man in the white lab-coat pushed his walker down the dimly lit corridor behind the blonde nurse in the green uniform. He was slightly less than half her size with stubby arms and legs. Dr.Masochist glanced in the doorways as he passed them to see the shrivelled remains of what were once functioning humans. Some were near-dead in-bed, hooked up to a variety of brightly lit machines. Others were blinking blankly ahead in their chairs, perhaps uttering an indiscernible mouth...

My name is Schmutz The Wolf. I'm old, I've got boils and sores instead of fur, and I only have two front legs. One I was born without, the other: that's an interesting story. The place I live is on an isolated continent floating in the sky, called Markel. It's a land of perpetually gray skies, charred trees and a stagnant river. It wasn't always like this but that's another story. Now on Markel I live with two other dog types and the gnomes which only I can see. Nash is a wolf like myself ex...

You awaken to a yellow light accompanied by a loud humming. Your whiskers feel a small yet violent shaking, your fur stands up on end. The air is humid, mingled with the sweet scent of meat and popcorn. The walls are of white metal with but one vent above and the floor is a rotating glass disk. Your body begins to ache all over, within and without. The disk turns you to the massive screen door, filled with the freckled face of a ten year old human, staring blankly. Realizing your peril you ru...

Nash glided like a silver cloud, through darkened woods. His nose was to the ground, following the pungent scent trail of the latest threat to Galroe Island; as was his job appointed by the Wizard of the Woods. His piercing, yellow eyes scanned the forest as his pointed ears periodically shifted, keeping him aware of any minor sound, every twig snapping, every branch rustling… “Hey! Wha- *FOOOM*” Nash jumped with a yelp as the sudden noise shattered his concentration. The smell of Tobacco sm...

The wind howls and the air is freezing You find yourself in a forest of dead, blackened trees that reach up to the grey clouds above. Although you can feel your skin on the verge of frostbite, you also feel like it is slowly being burned. Various animal skeletons litter the dusty forest floor. They grin perpetually, sending their silent invitation. Near these skeletons red mushrooms grow with porous spherical, heads and long stalks. A round light appears in the foggy distance. You begin walki...