
Lulu: “Well there’s definitely plenty of snow! I don’t see much death though.”
Blue: “Maybe whoever lives over there can give us directions.”
Aragorn: “That resort wasn’t here last time …”
Lulu: “Well there’s definitely plenty of snow! I don’t see much death though.”
Blue: “Maybe whoever lives over there can give us directions.”
Aragorn: “That resort wasn’t here last time …”
RIP Jareth. I mean David Bowie. (Post originally appeared in 2009.)
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After escaping from the FBI dungeon with the help of my new friend, Hoggle the Gnome, I have found myself in a strange subterranean maze, the likes of which have not been seen since the Minotaur roamed the labyrinth of Knossos. Although I am greatly relieved to be out of captivity, I find myself wondering if I have not traded one prison for another, vaster one, even more difficult to escape.