SH*TTY WEREWOLF - 1 Dollar 1 Hour Gameplay

This is a continuation of the story begun in the description of this video (http://bit.ly/1PQUPPs) and continued here (http://bit.ly/1LYeDdD)

The Boy was in trouble. Surrounded by the Guards of Fort Hornwick, accused of being a spy, and still beholden to his goal of seeing the World. But The Boy was no spy! He was just a boy from The Mountain Village!

He scrambled left -- the Guards moved to chase him, but tumbled and rolled beneath their legs and darted into the streets. The Captain sounded a horn, again and again; troops tumbled out of tents and wagons and tried to see the cause of this disturbance. The orderly lines of the camp erupted in chaos.

The Boy was in a panic. He didn’t know where to go, so he just kept running. He crashed against a rack of pikes and bounced into a man saddling a horse. The horse jumped back into a brazier, scalding his flank - he kicked out and sent hot coals flying onto a canvas tent, which immediately caught fire. The horse ran scared as the fire leapt from tent to tent.

“The blackpowder!” Someone screamed, and any remaining attention on The Boy was forgotten in a mad rush to the waterbuckets.

The Boy pushed his way through the crowd and found a dark alley between stacks of barrels, watching the madness. He frantically searched for an exit from Fort Hornwick, but the palisades remained standing: there was no way out.

In a few minutes, the Captain had organized a brigade of waterbuckets; most of the fire was contained. The Boy realized his chance was almost up, and he made a decision: he ran, searching for a place to hide. As he tore down a line of tents, a line of soldiers marched past.

“Out of the way, page!” one of the yelled, and shoved him, hard. The Boy reeled backward, falling tail-over-ankles into a tent. He shook his head to catch his bearings, and looked up.

A naked Courtesan stared at him from pallet of silks and pillows. “Well?” she asked. “Are you here to rescue me?”

If you want the boy to respond in the affirmative, type “Rescue” in the comments.

If you want The Boy to ask her for help, type “Help” in the comments.

This story will continue if One Dollar One Hour continues…

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