25 October, 2016
accept our hospitality, indulge in abnormality
You awake in a dusty back store room. You don't remember how you got here. When you rise, you hear distant vintage music, and see a room full of damaged mannequins. Was this where you were meant to be?
Welcome to Ironwood Hills.
There are signs of civilization, but nothing recent, nothing untouched by time and nature.
The few others you see, well...they either ignore you, or...they've long since passed away.
Your only answers lie through the mouth of a screaming man...what will you find on the other side?
(Continued in part two.)
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