Just off the bat. This is in the “My Immortal” universe. I read the fanfic (well, meybe only half) and I hear that making an adventure game out of it might be fun.

Now, remember. I dont want to post in the same way that she does. The story will be different to the game, becuase i have too much decency as a human being. Okay, lest get the ball rolling with a liiiiitle intro.

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The school is a nightmare. As I first sailed up the lake in the freezing dark, looking at the castle I never though that things could get this bad. I was willing to overlook the strange sight of Hagrid in his strange outfit. I though that the dim light must have altered my eyesight in some way, but no.

It only got worse. As the great hall doors were opened, I was swamped by a sea of all things black, gothic and macabre. We were trundled off to the dining hall, were the darkness was no less prominent, and were lined up. Ready for sorting. A cheer went up, whenever some one got sorted into each of the houses, and the loudest of them all, Slitherin, drew my eye. I gasped. I though that all of this… madness could only be tolerated by people, not loved and revered.

The sheer amount of lace, blood, sex and black was enough to knock the wind out of me. To late, I realised, I had been brought to a mad house. Too late, the hat slipped over my head, and uttered the word, Slitherin. Now i was traped. But this could not be the end. I would get out. I would leave this place. I cannot, i will not, i SHAL not die here!

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You wake up in your coffin. The utter fright of these words send you bounding out, crashing on the floor. No one else is awake. They are still in their coffins. As quiet as the grave.

Their is 3 coffinsd in this room. A table with a book and a wand on it and on the floor is you uniform. Black, black and more black. To your west there is a door to the common room, to the east there is a door to the bath room. it is locked.

What do you do?

(Wow, this is heavier than i expected it to be. Have fun everyone!)

You currently have only you boxer shorts on.

I think i see a gun handle pointing out of my uniform.

Lick said gun handle

Check pockets

Inside the pocket is a note, a packet of fabulous persons, and no sign whatsoever of a Beretta.

Orson sudenly has a huge desire to play “traped in the cupboard”, or what ever.

does not compute

throw up sandwich

Blam! You fall over backwards with the force of the bullet striking your cranium. Of course, wizards cant be killed by guns, why only last year, proffesor Snape was shot a bazzilion times.

You have a sandwitch. ****, even the food TASTES goth. So you throw it up in your coffin, good idea.

You walk over to the table, but you just arrvied, so you dont know any magic. The book is labled “Book of Goffic Spells” Maybe that can help?

The note says “This was your fathers, and you may find it usefull, ****.” To the note is stapled an invivibility condom. Its a few years out of date, so its useless for stopping pregnancy. Its marked “extra springy”.

You put on your uniform. The bathroom door opens, and out steps another Slitherin. He is wearing tight black jeans and a GC top. Thats black too, of course.

“Mediocre dunce” He sais then pushes you to the ground. “No one wears their uniform, you need to be cool in Sltherin, or you die” He then storms through to the common room, leaving the door open.

walk out door.