[ WP ] : Congratulations , you are now Mayor of the City . The first thing you do is finally open *That Door* .

I slid the dragon's key into the metal sheath, slowly twisting it's spiral tail until I heard the sound of metal sliding across its' brothers. Gears moved and spun as the pipes let out a hiss and filled the room with air left untouched for thousands of revolutions. Stirring new motion in the air, I reached for the wooden handle and pulled. The door budged slightly, but was n't going anywhere. I planted myself firmly on the ground, digging my feet into the hard rock and dust. I reeled back as the door creaked into motion, slowly opening the room. When it was of sufficient distance for me to enter, I did. Inside was a sea of darkness, yet reflective enough to see myself, a younger me. I stared down the maw of this liquid beast and felt my legs kick into motion. Was I running? Yes, I was running. Awareness crept back into my mind as I reached up, grabbing at the trapdoor that led me here. I rushed back to the town hall, where the king sang and rejoiced with the people. I tried to reach him, but I failed. The ooze wrapped itself around my legs and the legs of those around me, slowly enveloping us to the neck. Darkness set in, as I held my last regrets. I knew what I was doing.
