Chapter 5 "To be a Hero"
You stare at the strange tall man with long light brown hair. His ragged coat was waving in the breeze that must have been in the picture. The old bridge creaked under his shoeless feet. Why should you believe this old painting? What have you ever done to him? You look at his stone gray eyes and respond politely, "I'm sorry, but I really don't trust you."
"Common! Donn be no stiff!" He slurred. "I promise ya! Ye'll be rich befer ye know it! All ye 'ave to do is go through this here door. That simple, Jeffrey!"
"I'm Harry." You repeat again. Now you are just a little agitated with the eternally drunken homeless man. You turn around and leave the man to his business. "I tell ye, Jeffrey! Ye should'er married my sister! She is a good woman! COWARD!" You hear him shout after. You continue down that nicely lit corridor, humming softly to yourself to try and drive Morris' voice out of your head.
Go to chapter 12.
You stare at the strange tall man with long light brown hair. His ragged coat was waving in the breeze that must have been in the picture. The old bridge creaked under his shoeless feet. Why should you believe this old painting? What have you ever done to him? You look at his stone gray eyes and respond politely, "I'm sorry, but I really don't trust you."
"Common! Donn be no stiff!" He slurred. "I promise ya! Ye'll be rich befer ye know it! All ye 'ave to do is go through this here door. That simple, Jeffrey!"
"I'm Harry." You repeat again. Now you are just a little agitated with the eternally drunken homeless man. You turn around and leave the man to his business. "I tell ye, Jeffrey! Ye should'er married my sister! She is a good woman! COWARD!" You hear him shout after. You continue down that nicely lit corridor, humming softly to yourself to try and drive Morris' voice out of your head.
Go to chapter 12.