EscapingToDreamWorld



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    There was a sudden scraping sound against the wall, and you turned to see the broom slide and hit the shelf. Knocking one potion off the shelf.

    "Y/N." There was a warning to her voice, and panic that sent your heart pounding. You glanced up at Angie. A purple mist rose from the broken glass, swirling around you so that the last thing you saw was your wife lunging for your arm. And then you were engulfed.

    The smoke dissipated a few seconds later and you found yourself standing in a field. 

    You turned around full circle; you were standing in a field. Anxiously you walked around and finally you stopped. Panic rising. You stopped to stand where your bedroom would’ve been. Should be. From that place you could see Collinsport. Panic rose, you felt nauseous. Because there sat Collinsport, smoke from chimneys and log cabins and boats that looked like they were from textbooks, and it looked how Barnabas had always described Collinsport centuries ago.
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    Several years after 'the name of the game' you're enjoying domestic bliss with your wife, when an accident throws you back to eighteenth-century Collinsport. Now you're faced with the problem of getting back to the present without screwing up the timeline.

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    30 Sep 2021

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Best story ever!