Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-35691777-20190208001711/@comment-24857712-20190210082944

They stepped out to a rural countryside, Baja was walking towards a cement house and knocked on it's wooden door. When the door opened, ....

.... another Baja was there. The first one tapped the second Baja's shoulder as he dissipated away.

"Guys. Welcome to my house." The now 'whole' Baja spoke to the group.

"And careful, low celling."