The Dark History of AL (Part 2)
Read Part 1 here: http://www.spacetimestudios.com/show...L-%28Part-1%29
I woke up. "Maybe it was all a dream," I thought; but I looked down, and I saw bandages that were soaked red covering my face. The last thing I remembered was recalling the four bar lines before I got mauled in the face. I found another note by my side. I was starting to get a little annoyed; whoever this was must have really want to make me aggravated. I unfolded the note, but this time it was slightly different.
Firead is dead...
Find his body...
And Spacetime will live...
I was spooked out of my mind at this point. I did not know who Firead was, and my main concern was getting out of here. I was still in this chamber with stone cold walls. It was pitch black, so it was hard navigating my way. I felt the walls until my hand touched a knob. I opened the door, and it was yet another hallway that was pitch black. I saw a dim light at the end of this narrow passage, so I walked down this trail of mystery. It felt like a mile, but it was really only a couple kilometers. When I reached the end of the hallway, the dim light was the monitor of a laptop.
It was a MacBook Air 2012 model. For some odd reason, I was getting Wi-Fi. There was only one application installed, and that was Safari. When I opened Safari, it immediately took me to the Spacetime Studios forums. I decided it was a good time to check the Pocket, Star, and Dark Legend forums to see what was happening. Of course, at this time the Arcane Legends wasn't even created yet. Anyway, I did not notice anything different about the forums; the forums were buzzing with activity as always. But I did notice one thing- there were no new announcement threads that were posted within the last few days. I spent some more time and I noticed that there were no developer or moderator posts in the last few days as well, except for one: Firead. This immediately caused me to panic as I recalled the note that I had received, and I now knew that Firead was a moderator.
I decided to look more into this Firead user. It turns out that his latest activity was just a few minutes ago. This meant that Firead must be alive somewhere, and that the note was not right. Right then, I refreshed the page and received a private message. It was from Firead.
Please save me. I am in the same labyrinth that you are in.
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