

The Adventures of DylanmtThe blood dripped on to the paper. Dylanmt put his pencil down, stained red. Dylanmt looked at his hands, blood spread all over. "True artists work until their hands bleed," he muttered. Dylanmt leaned back in his chair and picked up the drawing. He thought about what it was. His hands basically took control of his body and this came. What could the figure be? Dylanmt put it down and got up. He went into the fridge, got a Coke, and watched T.V The next thing he knew he was asleep.The Adventures of Dylanmt
He woke up with a paper on the table. It read: Hello, you know you want to figure out about that drawing. So get 2 friends and go to where your heart t
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