Here's also a visual representation of what happened to Zilean:
Also, something I just thought: Since we were all waiting for dinner, who was preparing/cooking the meal? Don't tell me this wealthy man intended to cook for fifteen guests all by himself. Where's the chef(s)?
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Also, something I just thought: Since we were all waiting for dinner, who was preparing/cooking the meal? Don't tell me this wealthy man intended to cook for fifteen guests all by himself. Where's the chef(s)?
The entire staff is call-in.
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With what car? With what phone? IT'S ALL A CONSPIRACY I TELLS U!
You move west. The area is pitch black, with the only illuminated exit being the fence to the north. The ground here is especially steep, and you hold the metal rails to keep your balance. You try to keep your grip on the fence, but the metal is wet and your hands slip off. You fall backwards and begin somersaulting down a steep slope, flying through dense vegetation. You try to slow down, but your descent continually becomes more rapid.
You land hard on a flat surface, and are dazed from the impact. The area is dimly illuminated by the moonlight, though you are still too confused to observe your surroundings. As the shock of the fall wears off, you start to move and determine that you aren't seriously injured. You begin to feel a sense of relief, and put your hands beneath you to try to push yourself up. The surface below you feels unusual, though after a moment you realize it's asphalt. Suddenly, a bright light washes over you, disorienting you. You tilt your head up to look, and the last thing you see is the headlights of the vehicle about to decapitate you.
You are dead!
Fuck?!
Does autokill kick in after you go far enough west? That's kind of unfair