Smells like trouble

As you search from room to room for Jennifer, you remember she had rich, strong perfume. You sniff the air and wrinkle your nose in disgust. The scent of her perfume smelt through your firey nostrils is an umpleasant combination!

Sure you're on her trail, you race down a corridor, turn the corner and come face to face with..

Written by AndrewAnorak

your prey!
a blimp!
a witch!

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