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milliways_bar2005-11-14 12:04 pm
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The door doesn't open, it disappears, revealing blackness beyond. Some sort of long, dark tunnel.
Anyone looking out into the tunnel may believe that they can see a light in the distance. A light that grows bigger and brighter at breakneck speed. The light of the end of that tunnel is indeed an oncoming train.
Luckily, though, when that train comes closer, it is in fact Dinah, who hurtles into the bar and just about manages to bring herself into a spin and stop without falling over or knocking any tables or chairs over.
"Well, that was unexpected."
She pats down her tiny little blue gingham skirt with the air of someone dusting off breadcrumbs, and adjusts her little white lacey hair piece as she scans the bar, a smile lighting up her face.
When he eyes fall on the door, her smile positively gleams.
"Ain't that a turn up for the books," she adds to herself, satisfied.
Dinah is back in the bar. Who wants to welcome her back?
Anyone looking out into the tunnel may believe that they can see a light in the distance. A light that grows bigger and brighter at breakneck speed. The light of the end of that tunnel is indeed an oncoming train.
Luckily, though, when that train comes closer, it is in fact Dinah, who hurtles into the bar and just about manages to bring herself into a spin and stop without falling over or knocking any tables or chairs over.
"Well, that was unexpected."
She pats down her tiny little blue gingham skirt with the air of someone dusting off breadcrumbs, and adjusts her little white lacey hair piece as she scans the bar, a smile lighting up her face.
When he eyes fall on the door, her smile positively gleams.
"Ain't that a turn up for the books," she adds to herself, satisfied.
Dinah is back in the bar. Who wants to welcome her back?