Saturday, December 20, 2014

Rotate the Wing

It is stone, and doesn't move.

"Hey!  Get off of there!" the fat cop as they draw closer.  "You can't be fooling around up on that statue!  Don't you have no respect?"

You jump down and flee.  The cops aren't running, but they do continue to amble after you.

Making your way back out of the cemetery, you hurry down the street hoping that they find something else that interests them.

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