Den’s Crevasse—A Portal, A Bet, A Joke That Won’t End

Some doors take you places. This one rolls the dice on your existence.

At some point, someone should have shut it down. Den’s Crevasse has been swallowing travelers for years, spitting them out somewhere, somewhen, or sometimes not at all. No one knows if it’s broken or if this is exactly how it’s supposed to work. Ask the Dragoons of Den’s Crevice, and you’ll get a shrug or a drink, but never an answer. What started as an experiment in probability mechanics became a free-for-all with no user manual. Some step through and come back richer, luckier, exactly where they meant to be. Others? Drop from the sky, flat broke, no idea how long they’ve been gone. A rare few return different—memories they shouldn’t have, scars from things that don’t exist, entire lives crammed into a single, bad bet. The running theory? Den’s Crevasse doesn’t just move people—it rewrites them. The backup theory? It works fine. The real issue is nobody’s ever asked politely. 

The Friendly Robot Travel Agency does not offer maps, safety briefings, or explanations for what might happen next. If you want certainty, book a shuttle. If you want adventure, step forward, take a deep breath, and hope you come out on the right side of probability.

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Rick’s Review:

"I don’t know where I went. I don’t know how long I was gone. I do know that when I came back, I had a receipt for a meal I don’t remember eating and a note in my pocket that just said ‘DON’T.’ I should probably listen."

Rick’s Tee-Hee Rating: