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"Goodnight, Noah. Wake me up if you get tired," "Mm-hmm." Noah half-grunted again and replaced each finger on the shotgun, one at a time. The darkness moved in much more ...

She took her bag with her and left. The toilet kept flushing: it took Noah a few moments to come to the conclusion that she had something in the bag ...

She was mumbling and whispering something. Noah sighed, avoiding any more questions that could get him involved. He'd just wait for Morgan's call, and hope it came soon. He fiddled ...

Noah tapped his feet down against the floor and stared forwards. She mentioned something about 'the children', and his eyebrows raised. He coughed into the crook of his elbow and ...

"Um... kind of. I think I can handle it." Noah didn't investigate any further. He'd spent the bulk of his (thus-far relatively short) life surrounded by people with strange histories ...

"So Noah, since you're done this before... are there are rules I need to know about?" Noah arched an eyebrow, and cleared his throat before brushing by her to drop ...

So, I'll start things off with my character: Name: Walter Giansante. Gender: Male. Age: 21. Appearance: Walter stands at just-above six-feet-even. His body is slender and tanned, with occasional stran

OOC: Hi! So, I'm relatively new to this site, and to the "storybooks" here. This is the first one I've created, but I'm definitely looking forward to it. I don't ...

Noah's hands gripped the trunk of the beat-up old sedan. His eyes shot in either direction before twisting the handle and popping it open, to find some dirty rags alongside ...

"Um... how many bed in a motel room?" "One." Noah answered dully and left the main office, eying the small cluster of buildings that composed the entire business. "I'll be ...

"Are we clear?" Noah shrugged. "Far as I can tell," he mumbled, before reaching for the revolver again and tucking it into his waistband. He glanced in the rearview mirror ...

"Did Morgan pay you in advance?" Noah smirked ironically before squinting and turning the wheel, pulling the car to a faster-moving lane. His vision panned over to watch for a ...

Noah rose sullenly, and reached to his backpocket for his wallet. He flipped it open, revealing the fact that it was near-literally stuffed with crisp, high-denomination bills. He slapped a ...

She sighed and rubbed her temples. Noah arched an eyebrow but returned to his horrid little burger. The juices were acrid and ungodly, so he set it back down and ...