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Read At Your Own Risk                                                  'It's too late when everything goes dark'
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My Name Is Daniel

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Stumbling through oppressing darkness, a flickering lantern my only source of light, I wandered endlessly through the corridors of the manor. Searching for the answers, the answers in my head.
Paint the man, cut the lines...
No! can't think of that, I have to go on.
Daniel...
My name is Daniel! I know that, I know my name!

Footsteps behind me, the awful sound of a familiar groan.
I have to keep running, have to hide, the horror of that face, I can't look.
Fumbling the key into a door, the paintings no more that twisted terrible images on the walls.
Slamming the door behind me checked the room, a small dark bedroom with a desk, a bed and a wardrobe.
Hurriedly I ran for the wardrobe as the door behind me was slammed from the other side, splinters flying as a large chunk of the door was decimated by the creature beyond.
Throwing open the wardrobe I threw myself inside, glancing towards the doorway as it began to fall off it's hinges...
No! I mustn't look upon such a foul creature, for it will only drive me further into the depths of madness.
Paint the man, cut the lines...
My name is Daniel!
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A short story based on Friction Games Amnesia: The Dark Descent.

A big thanks to :iconaskjesseythelantern: for giving me these ideas with her current challenge she's doing for all of July :D

Daniel is copyright of Friction Games, all rights reserved.
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~Fangirl-isim Jul 2, 2012  Hobbyist
This is really good, keep up all the good work C:
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~TheDarkContemplator Jul 2, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks :D
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~AskJesseyTheLantern Jul 1, 2012  Student Digital Artist
You're welcome buddy
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~TheDarkContemplator Jul 1, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Yay! XD
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