Escape From Death
Science can be a wonderful thing. And then it can also be a fickle bitch that loves to do nothing other than make peoples' lives a living hell. With life as they knew it becoming so monotonous and boring, they sought to make it more interesting....
What if...
"Hm... what do we have in the mail today." The draolf hopped over the back end of his couch, landing on the cushions as he sorted through the mail in his hands. Tossing envelops onto the coffee table every now and again. "Bill. Bill. Credit Card....
Boredom
The click of boots and the shuffle of clothes filled the hallway, crackling of radios and the muffled voices emanating from them filled the air as the corridor was occupied. Then all went quiet as they listened to the room that they were situated...