The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 25)

\>You race through the darkened corridors of the maintenance tunnels \>Well, race isn’t the proper verb to use \>It’s more like a speedy hobble in the sticky heat \>But it’s progress, despite how blurry everything is \>And how blurry your...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 24)

\>The door to the roof flies open \>You weakly turn your head around and squint through your collapsing vision \>Standing there in the portal, breathing hard and gripping the frame like a life preserver in choppy seas… \>…Is the BIGGEST asshole...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 1)

# Act 2: Fear the Nobodies * * * ”So I don’t know EXACTLY what I’m reading here, but I think I have the gist of it: something bad is going to happen on Halloween, it’s got something to do with the moon, Vanessa Doermuth--“ \>”The goth chick?”...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 21)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KxBiDoRtUMk&list=PL9aXlzDRA49QKxgYsOV2JuDd410\_nI-0J&index=15&t=0s \>You are Mike MOTHERFUCKING Sapone \>And- \>"Looking tired, baby," Lydia snarls, so annoyingly cocksure “Shut the FUCK UP, Jesus!" You reply ...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 1: Co-Conspirators (Part 4)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C3nqKAw9vuU&list=PL9aXlzDRA49QKxgYsOV2JuDd410\_nI-0J&index=4&t=0s \>Something by Matt Elliot comes on, which Sam seems to really enjoy, quietly humming along to the somber melodies while he watches the neighborhoods...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 4)

\>Be Mike Sapone \>And MAN you gotta take a leak \>The first floor men’s room and women’s room are both closed. Figures that only the second floor men’s is open \>The construction seemed to come out of nowhere \>So you practically sprint from...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 15)

\>You are Anonymous \>You are not a strong man \>But right now, you could care less about the battery acid sting in your muscles \>Or the cold sweat threading its way down your face \>It's a welcome feeling \>Because it means you're keeping...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 3: Something That Matters (Part 18)

\>The hallway that leads to the lunchroom (and then gym) presses up on all sides, as if it became narrower in some portions and then wider in others \>You wipe your brow of sweat as you lead your gang down the empty halls \>The heat snuck up on you...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 1: Co-Conspirators (Part 3)

\>A tremendous, unearthly roar forces your eyes back open \>The air almost instantly becomes bone dry and cold, and a strange, fiery light spills into the long corridor \>The four of you suck in huge gasps of air like you'd just been held under...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 7)

\>You don't take Alex home \>The car ride is quiet and uneventful \>The street lamps come on early \>It's not even late, just dark \>And the moon is so cold and big in the sky \>Another full moon \>You may be braver, but that doesn't stop a...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 15)

\>Your car smashes headlong into the werewolf, yeeting that bitch through the air to a symphony of collapsing metal, pained yelps and squealing rubber \>The werewolf lands rather unceremoniously 10 or so feet away, crashing to the earth like a leaden...

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The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 26)

\>Ah fire, mammal-kind’s oldest friend? \>You love fire? \>It’s so… mesmerizing? \>Calming? \>Hot ?\>And apparently Alex loves fire too ?\>… Maybe a little more than you do ?\>He rushes around like a madman, collecting sticks and twigs...

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