You enter the CRO office.
A sign reads *The Real Melanchthon's CRO Office: Please do not approach the desk at the end of the long hall way*
At the end of the long hallway in front of you, you see a desk, with what appears to be Melanchthon sitting in a nice tweed jacket and waving his arms somewhat jerkily at you, as if he was a marionette. His voice sounds muffled, and somewhat distorted, as he says "Just read the instructions, and put your info in the box."
You look down and see some instructions:
"Please state your... *you hear a sound like a rewinding tape recorder* ...your party... and leave. Thank you, don't come again."
As you deposit your info, somthing itches at the back of your mind... as you walk out the door of the CRO office, you think... wait, Mel doesn't normally dress in tweed...
(THIS THREAD WILL BE CLOSED SEPTEMBER 9th)
A sign reads *The Real Melanchthon's CRO Office: Please do not approach the desk at the end of the long hall way*
At the end of the long hallway in front of you, you see a desk, with what appears to be Melanchthon sitting in a nice tweed jacket and waving his arms somewhat jerkily at you, as if he was a marionette. His voice sounds muffled, and somewhat distorted, as he says "Just read the instructions, and put your info in the box."
You look down and see some instructions:
"Please state your... *you hear a sound like a rewinding tape recorder* ...your party... and leave. Thank you, don't come again."
As you deposit your info, somthing itches at the back of your mind... as you walk out the door of the CRO office, you think... wait, Mel doesn't normally dress in tweed...
(THIS THREAD WILL BE CLOSED SEPTEMBER 9th)
