One night, someone cover my head with some kind of bag and make me unconscious.

Then I wake up.

They uncover my face, I am awake on some kind of government facility. The shadow of ventilation fan cast on the steel table.

There are 4 men in black sit around the table. One walk up to me and untie me.

The oldest man in the table said

“Welcome to special top secret FBI D&D” “According to your internet history I find your campaign the most fun so far, Please run the game for us”

OHHH FOR FUCK SAKE FBI STILL MAKE ME A FORVER DM.

Would fleshlight mimic a blessing or a curse?

Guys, I think we found SAW writer.

Brother of the tree rejoice!!