An interactive fiction game I made. Please enjoy!
Author & Producer
by Joel M. Traylor “There won’t be any training.” Nobody moves, and we just stare at the commander. He’s young, promoted too quickly, clearly out…
by Joel M. Traylor Sir Valerus brushed his blond hair aside as he squinted down into the pit. A nasty collection of sharpened spikes stared…
by Joel M. Traylor The creep broke in on Tuesday close to midnight. I heard the doorknob jiggle and made my way to the living…
Our landlord said the guy would be here between 8 and 9 this morning. It’s 9:07, and he (assuming it’s a he) is still not…
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