Torsten remembered things like this from back home. Though unlike home, he didn't see that blasted tower in the center taunting him. That was a relief. Looking around the small dragon hummed. Well...Left or Right....really something he had to debate. He was dominate with writing with his Right, but he was told a long time ago to follow his Left hand out of a maize for it would lead him to the exit. As he debated his ears picked up a faint wail. Wait...what?!?
After hearing the wail...he went with Left. What if the boil or ghoul was actually hurt?!? He wasn't one to let a fellow Halloweener go without aid...that and to entice a repayment in something shiny or knowledge was also in the back of his mind.
Choice: LEFT
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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