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<blockquote data-quote="writernextdoor" data-source="post: 6027917" data-attributes="member: 6689303"><p>The Man appeared under the overpass exactly at 3 in the morning. Mace was already there. Rossini kept the car hidden and running. Nick was flanking a hundred yards downwind. Mike Smith was ready with the cage.</p><p></p><p>The Man arrived holding a small wooden crate, cradling it the way one would cradle an infant. </p><p></p><p>"You are ready to make a deal Mace Hunter?" The Man's voice was warm syrup.</p><p>"I am. First tell me what's in the box."</p><p>"You no doubt brought your team here with you. The young one downwind. The lunatic in the vehicle. The broken one nearby. I brought my team with me too." He let out of a laugh that shamed a donkey's bray, sounding forced and alien.</p><p></p><p>"How do we do this?" Mace asked.</p><p>"Where I come from, we each step forward, then you will cut your palm and place the open wound against the box. This will seal our pact."</p><p>"I don't sign anything?" Mace smirked.</p><p>"Penmanship is outdated in this digital age. We have...adapted. "</p><p>"Okay, let's do this."</p><p></p><p>They each took one step forward. Mace never broke eye contact with The Man, but The Man did look up to see the Cage hanging over head.</p><p></p><p>"Did you mean to cage me? Do you think a puny construct can hold me?"</p><p></p><p>Mace smiled. "It would be an insult to your intelligence. I didn't ask for a puny construct. I asked for a big one." </p><p></p><p>And with that he fanned his arms out, inviting The Man to look at his surroundings. It was a construction site. Stacks of rebar, bags of concrete, pieces of metal. </p><p></p><p>But The Man couldn't move. He just stood there, holding the box. </p><p></p><p>"This pentacle isn't puny. It's ancient. And you're in the center of it. I don't need a cage to trap you."</p><p></p><p>The Man dropped the box, and with a smash the wood gave way. An obsidian almond-shaped stone dented the ground. It lashed against invisible walls and scratched at them, its fingers scraping at nothing. </p><p></p><p>"Sunrise is in 3 hours. Let's have a chat." said Mace.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="writernextdoor, post: 6027917, member: 6689303"] The Man appeared under the overpass exactly at 3 in the morning. Mace was already there. Rossini kept the car hidden and running. Nick was flanking a hundred yards downwind. Mike Smith was ready with the cage. The Man arrived holding a small wooden crate, cradling it the way one would cradle an infant. "You are ready to make a deal Mace Hunter?" The Man's voice was warm syrup. "I am. First tell me what's in the box." "You no doubt brought your team here with you. The young one downwind. The lunatic in the vehicle. The broken one nearby. I brought my team with me too." He let out of a laugh that shamed a donkey's bray, sounding forced and alien. "How do we do this?" Mace asked. "Where I come from, we each step forward, then you will cut your palm and place the open wound against the box. This will seal our pact." "I don't sign anything?" Mace smirked. "Penmanship is outdated in this digital age. We have...adapted. " "Okay, let's do this." They each took one step forward. Mace never broke eye contact with The Man, but The Man did look up to see the Cage hanging over head. "Did you mean to cage me? Do you think a puny construct can hold me?" Mace smiled. "It would be an insult to your intelligence. I didn't ask for a puny construct. I asked for a big one." And with that he fanned his arms out, inviting The Man to look at his surroundings. It was a construction site. Stacks of rebar, bags of concrete, pieces of metal. But The Man couldn't move. He just stood there, holding the box. "This pentacle isn't puny. It's ancient. And you're in the center of it. I don't need a cage to trap you." The Man dropped the box, and with a smash the wood gave way. An obsidian almond-shaped stone dented the ground. It lashed against invisible walls and scratched at them, its fingers scraping at nothing. "Sunrise is in 3 hours. Let's have a chat." said Mace. [/QUOTE]
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