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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Krizzel" data-source="post: 718836" data-attributes="member: 9062">Monday, 6:02pmBrookton Public Library, South SideBrenda and Faith seemed more interested in the two boys with them than anything else, and thankfully they either didn't see or didn't recognize Macario.  Honeyed brash laughter echoed back to him from them just as he walked out the doors.Outside it was snowing again, covering the ground in a half-inch of wet, white velvet.  The orangish amber of the city's lights seemed to pervade everything with a dull glow that only served to make the shadows feel darker.  Somewhere in the distance a lonely siren called out into the young night.It was only a few blocks back to Macario's home.  The Science & Industry and Natural History museums weren't too far away; there'd been lots of advertisements for some new Egypt exhibit lately.  Soldier Field was also a short ride on the Metra bus from here.  If he was lucky, Macario might be able to sneak in to the game tonight.Or he might've had somewhere else in mind to go, but Macario's thoughts were interrupted as he rounded the block onto a less busy street that led to an intersection directly between home and the bus stop.  Passing an alleyway, something caught his eye, and sure enough a shadowed form stepped out to follow him seconds after he passed.  The street was all of a sudden much too quiet, and much too dark...</blockquote>