Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20191116230823/@comment-5543592-20191127230253

"Suppose that's true." Josey said.

They came to the center of town, where the highway split. Straight ahead it stayed on the same path, while another road branched off to their right, going low.

They smelled something. A certain, peculiar stink. Like old furniture.

"I told you, she left." Elizabeth said, wiping the crying boy's eyes and setting him down now that he was better.. "Peter and I haven't seen her in years.  She didn't leave a note, or hint at it.  I went to her room one day, saw her bed made and her things gone.  That was it.

"Besides, you said you weren't here for Pan."