by Azathoth » Fri Sep 21, 2007 11:38 pm
As they hit the portal, they get an odd feeling... like they are being streched and compressed in an instant. After a moment it is gone, and they are falling onto a cushoney surface, like a trampolene inbedded in the floor. Once they stop bouncing and get to look around they see that the new room they are in is windowless and made of black metal. One door sits in the wall, and off to the side stands a man... the twin of the one why had you all sign the contract. He looks at you, a slightly amused expression on his face as he waits for the inevitable barrage of questions.
The portal above you remains open... waiting for more to fall through...
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...