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You pull aside the yellowed sheet. The fabric is paper thin with age, and tears slightly around one of the nails that keeps it in place. The mattress sits above a larger living space—a wagon fit for a small family. Cedar rafters curve across the ceiling, grasping tightly to short sidewalls of the floor. The ceiling is lined with a patterned chenille stretched over the framing. Nailed clumsily to edges, and creasing uncomfortably at every corner, tears and worn spots revealed the canvas hidden underneath.

In the far left corner a small wooden crate clatters with sheets of metal scrap and wire below an angled cupboard. In the far right, a small wrought iron furnace rests comfortably, an vent stretching from its top through the ceiling of the wagon, surrounded by a shelf hiding all manner of tin goods. Between them, an ornately painted door stands raised almost a foot above the floor, closed to the unknown.
Padded seats line either side of the room, suggesting an area for storage beneath. A chest of drawers separates splits the seat to the left, a long wool coat, a simple shirt and pair of pants neatly folded on top of it. On the floor below rests a pair of boots, worn but shined like new, and a small covered pot.
- If you look out the window, go to 1
- If you choose to search through the wagon, first ensure you have determined your Ability Scores, then, go to 3
- If you do something else, comment below and your story will continue as soon as possible.
(images from Journey Folki)
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