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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 6031325" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Cross My Heart & Hope to Die: Prologue</strong></p><p></p><p>BRICHESTER, ENGLAND—Jim-Bean tossed and turned in his dreams when the whispering sound of cloth rubbing together woke him. </p><p></p><p>Floating at the foot of his bed was a ragged figure, dressed in a thick, hooded robe, exuding a terrible chill. The face was hidden completely in the shadows cast by the hood. </p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean rolled and grabbed his pistol from the nightstand. “JEEEEEEENNNNNNKIIIIIIIINNNNNSSS!”</p><p></p><p>The figure floated through the air toward Jim-Bean, robe rustling. The hood fell halfway back, revealing a head of flying cobwebs. The hood pressed towards his face—the clingy cobwebs were home to several scurrying grub-like creatures.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean fired bullets into the robe with no effect. It billowed outward like a cobra spreading its hood, and Jim-Bean faced utter darkness.</p><p></p><p>He leaped to the side as the robe landed on the bed. The door burst open.</p><p></p><p>Jenkins, in his nightcap, striped pajamas, and slippers, held a thermite grenade in one hand, his other grasping the pin. “Fire in the hole, sir!”</p><p></p><p>Jenkins drew the pin and threw the grenade. Jim-Bean jumped as the grenade whirled through the air. It flared to life and instantly ignited the entire bed. The white hot flames consumed the spiders, popping like popcorn in the heat. The entire bed and much of the floor was immolated.</p><p></p><p>Mrs. Jenkins came in soon after with a fire extinguisher. She sprayed the fire a few times but it was largely unnecessary. There was nothing salvageable in the room. </p><p></p><p>“Not to worry dear,” said Mrs. Jenkins. “Your friends are safe. Just had to use the flamethrower you picked up from that nice fellow.” She frowned. “Of course I suppose he’s dead now.”</p><p></p><p>Jenkins patted her on the shoulder. “It’s okay mother.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean dusted himself off. “Thanks Jenkins.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer and Archive were in the hall in their own bedclothes. “So they went after you too, huh?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah,” said Jim-Bean. “Looks like Eihort’s not going to wait for us to come to him.”</p><p></p><p>“The attacks will keep up.” Archive looked around, expecting another attack at any second. “Eihort will never stop.”</p><p></p><p>“Then we’ll just have to take the fight to Eihort,” said Hammer.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 6031325, member: 3285"] [b]Cross My Heart & Hope to Die: Prologue[/b] BRICHESTER, ENGLAND—Jim-Bean tossed and turned in his dreams when the whispering sound of cloth rubbing together woke him. Floating at the foot of his bed was a ragged figure, dressed in a thick, hooded robe, exuding a terrible chill. The face was hidden completely in the shadows cast by the hood. Jim-Bean rolled and grabbed his pistol from the nightstand. “JEEEEEEENNNNNNKIIIIIIIINNNNNSSS!” The figure floated through the air toward Jim-Bean, robe rustling. The hood fell halfway back, revealing a head of flying cobwebs. The hood pressed towards his face—the clingy cobwebs were home to several scurrying grub-like creatures. Jim-Bean fired bullets into the robe with no effect. It billowed outward like a cobra spreading its hood, and Jim-Bean faced utter darkness. He leaped to the side as the robe landed on the bed. The door burst open. Jenkins, in his nightcap, striped pajamas, and slippers, held a thermite grenade in one hand, his other grasping the pin. “Fire in the hole, sir!” Jenkins drew the pin and threw the grenade. Jim-Bean jumped as the grenade whirled through the air. It flared to life and instantly ignited the entire bed. The white hot flames consumed the spiders, popping like popcorn in the heat. The entire bed and much of the floor was immolated. Mrs. Jenkins came in soon after with a fire extinguisher. She sprayed the fire a few times but it was largely unnecessary. There was nothing salvageable in the room. “Not to worry dear,” said Mrs. Jenkins. “Your friends are safe. Just had to use the flamethrower you picked up from that nice fellow.” She frowned. “Of course I suppose he’s dead now.” Jenkins patted her on the shoulder. “It’s okay mother.” Jim-Bean dusted himself off. “Thanks Jenkins.” Hammer and Archive were in the hall in their own bedclothes. “So they went after you too, huh?” asked Hammer. “Yeah,” said Jim-Bean. “Looks like Eihort’s not going to wait for us to come to him.” “The attacks will keep up.” Archive looked around, expecting another attack at any second. “Eihort will never stop.” “Then we’ll just have to take the fight to Eihort,” said Hammer. [/QUOTE]
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