First Sight: A d20 Modern Story Hour (Updated 01-03-2008)
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Hey, just a quick questions, my brian is not as quick as it used to be. But, what exactly happened to Gabe there at the end of the last post. Did he slip and fall alerting the mean dark haired lady or did she just know he was there? And what the heck happened to Mary? Did the mean dark haired lady pull Gabe into another reality/demension?
If the answers are forthcoming, I'll wait. Otherwise, help this old man understand.
Hey, just a quick questions, my brian is not as quick as it used to be. But, what exactly happened to Gabe there at the end of the last post. Did he slip and fall alerting the mean dark haired lady or did she just know he was there? And what the heck happened to Mary? Did the mean dark haired lady pull Gabe into another reality/demension?
If the answers are forthcoming, I'll wait. Otherwise, help this old man understand.
Lamprolign
First Post
Simple answer there Fenzer: When Gabe is having a vision, he perceives Mary actually standing beside him. Normally she's only in his head after that little mishap with Abrams way, way back in the beginning. Gabe fell when he snapped out of the vision. This time around it may have been a little confusing because Gabe was moving both in the vision and in the "real world." Hopefully that clarifies things a little. 
Lamprolign
First Post
You got it. I was switching between Gabe's vision and then back out to the real world with the snippets from Asher's point of view. That kind of switching back and forth in perspective can be confusing enough when everyone is on the same field so to speak, but it can become bewildering quickly in a case like this one.
Lamprolign
First Post
028
i'm watching the world go round
i'm watching the world's end
and i could get lonely
if this is a lie she said
this is the end
fall on tears all my friends
this is the end
fall on tears all my friends
- Love Spit Love, Fall on Tears
"Dammit!" Poe kicked an empty beer bottle, sending it in a high arc. It shattered somewhere in the darkness.
"Easy, Poe. This is not a task for brute force." The Sister moved calmly through the empty street. "Your theatrics may frighten away anyone with useful information."
"I should have gone with Mary." Poe gazed around her desolate surroundings, her eyes finally falling on the Sister's face. It had drained of all color.
"Sister!?"
"Perhaps you should have gone with Mary."
****
"Pellere," the tall woman incanted, sweeping her arm towards Gabe as if dismissing him.
All the breath was forced from Gabe's lungs as he was thrown against the far wall. Bright lights exploded in his eyes when his head rebounded off the stone. He did not fall to the floor. It felt like a bus had backed into him, pinning him to the wall. He couldn't inhale, he was being crushed.
"Caer'aroon naes naeor!"
Blue light exploded around the dark woman. She spun away, disappearing into shadows. Gabe slumped to the floor, dragging air into his lungs, as Becky and Asher charged into the chamber. Movement caught Gabe's eye, the familiar stop-motion gait of ghouls.
"Ròiseal viitahea!" Becky's voice rang out again as her arm described an arc. A compression wave outlined in swirling incandescent mist surged outward. Several ghouls were laid flat by the wave and did not stir. The woman ducked below the brunt of the force and was quickly on her feet again, facing Becky.
"Fulmen bellare!"
A blinding flash of light accompanied by the peal of thunder filled the chamber. Arcs of lightning leapt from the woman's extended fingertips. Asher fell backward, avoiding the attack. Becky murmured something, too low for Asher to hear, and a crystalline sphere appeared around her. The lighting hissed and crackled harmlessly around her defense. In the light Asher saw a door leading off of the main chamber. She's there, he knew with unwavering certainty. Without further thought he skirted around the edge of the chamber and dashed down the passageway. Bursts of light from spellfire illuminated his path.
Gabe faced a duo of oncoming ghouls, each one muttering. Glowing fog encircled their hands. He leaped to one side as the burning mists shot out, streaming through the space he once occupied.
"Éibheall!"
A bright red sphere sped from his hands, neatly intersecting with a ghoul's head. It fell, its neck a smoldering stump. He did not wait for the second ghoul to act. Gabe launched himself atop it, raining a flurry of punches to its head. He rolled off the limp figure, narrowly avoiding a bolt from yet another ghoul.
Gabe came to a kneeling position, hands before him, palms forward with fingers spread wide. It was a strange fusion of personalities when they fought, his voice giving sound to Mary's words, their combined powers flowing from his hands.
"Fosgail an dràstar!"
The approaching ghoul collapsed, as if smashed with a giant club. Adrenaline pulsed through Gabe's veins. The thrill of the fight gripped him. He felt a frightening exhilaration as he had never before. Grinning madly he dodged a fire blast from yet another ghoul.
****
Asher raced down the narrow hallway. Something moved just ahead of him, blocking his path. He lowered his shoulder and tackled the interloper. Both fell hard upon the ground. There was a sickening wet crunch as the ghoul's skull cracked on the rock floor. Asher paused for a moment, regaining his feet. He froze where he stood. A flash of light from the battle raging behind him revealed the ghoul's face. It was twisted and deformed, but he recognized the face of a homeless man whom he had spoken to only days before.
He turned and rushed on. Ahead there was a single steel door. He grabbed the iron lever handle. It was locked. He pulled hard, attempting to force it. It would not give.
"Dammit!"
He was just about to remove his hand when the lock gave way, the lever effortlessly coming off in his grasp. Must have been rusted. The door swung easily open. He stepped into a small, plain room. A bed stood in the middle of the far wall. To its left was a dresser with a mirror atop it. The room was lit by an old style kerosene lamp. Huddled amidst a pile of fuzzy tan blankets was a little girl. Her face was a child version of Becky's but her eyes and complexion were darker.
"Don't be afraid," he said, stepping into the room. "I'm here with your mother. We're going to take you someplace safe."
Sarah looked up at the disheveled blond-haired man with his hand stretched out toward her. Her head was spinning. So much had happened. She couldn't grasp what was going on around her. Everything was so confusing. Hadn't her momma just told her that she was safe here? Then this strange man comes in telling her he's here with momma and that they are going to take her somewhere else. It was all too much. She dove back under the blankets and squeezed her eyes shut.
"Don't be scared. I'm taking you to your mom." Asher closed the distance to the bed and scooped up blankets, child and all.
****
Gabe felt intense heat on the top of his head as he narrowly ducked beneath an energy bolt. He sprang to his feet, closing the distance to the ghoul and landing a fist squarely in the creature's eye. Around him, fire and thunder filled the room. Becky and her opponent were equally matched in power. Their spells threatened to bring the cavern down on top of them but neither relented.
Dark red fire blossomed around the blasted locomotive and a reverberating roar filled the chamber. Gabe saw a glob of fire churning towards him. He grabbed the ghoul and shoved him forward, using him as a shield. An instant later he was enveloped in heat. The ghoul bore the brunt of the blast but the force still knocked Gabe to the ground.
The flames passed and he looked toward the locomotive. Standing amidst the flames was a horrific sight, a huge creature with horned head and leathern wings.
"Remember the demon we fought here in your mind?" Mary asked in a quiet voice.
"Yup."
"This looks like his big brother."
"We're in trouble, aren't we?"
Becky turned for a split second toward the new arrival. It was the opening her opponent needed. Lightning again flashed across the chamber. It crackled against Becky's shield but her concentration had wavered, and arcs pried through. Becky screamed, falling to the ground feet away from Gabe.
"Big trouble."
****
Asher stopped abruptly at the entrance to the passageway. He saw Becky fall to the woman's lightning. Then he saw the demon. They were both looking at him. Sarah squirmed in his arms. A thin tendril of red light shot from the dark woman's hand. It flashed through the air like a bullwhip, wrapping around his leg. His mind registered searing pain and his leg was pulled from beneath him. He crashed to the floor. Sarah and the bundle of blankets tumbled from his grasp.
Sarah struggled free of the blankets and looked up. Terror gripped her chest, threatening to force all the air from her lungs. Here was the shadow that had haunted her dreams. Here was the thing that had driven her nightmares for so long. The demon took a step toward her, a cruel parody of a smile twisting its grotesque features.
The burning tether around Asher's leg returned to its mistress, recoiling for another strike. He rolled to his feet, planting himself between the demon and the little girl. The creature's smile broadened. With the effortless motion of swatting a fly, it sent Asher hurtling away.
"There you are," the creature's voice rumbled, its horrendous smile deepening. "Come to me, child."
"No!" Images flashed through Sarah's mind, the dark thing always behind her, the raggedy man hurting Laura. "NO!"
Sparks swirled around her, connecting to form gossamer strands of brilliant blue power. They thickened, writhing like a net full of eels. Outward they flew, wrapping around the demon's head, constricting its body, covering the leathern wings.
Its expression changed from gloating victory to shock, then pain. A roar that shook the stone itself deafened those still conscious. Karin backed away from the spectacle. The demon strained against the bonds, thrashing as a wild animal.
Asher gingerly lifted his head. Flashing lights still danced in his eyes as he tried to find Sarah. She stood amidst the blankets where he had dropped her, surrounded by furiously swirling blue fire. The tendrils now resembled thick vines, twisting around the demon's body. It roared again. The vines grew thicker, wrapped tighter. Asher looked between the demon and the child. He was unsure which one scared him more. Sarah's face was a grim image of fury, out of place on one so young. Her breath came in great ragged gasps.
The demon's wings were wrenched from its back with a wet snapping sound. It could no longer roar, the fire-vines had encased its head and were rotating it slowly around. Another wet snap and the head came off amidst a shower of black ichor. The demon's body burst into flame. In seconds nothing remained save for blackened ash.
The chamber was silent but for the slow patter of falling stone. The tendrils, now without prey, diminished to a web of incandescent strands orbiting the child. Her face slowly relaxed. She stood quietly watching the swirling orb of power that surrounded her. Her breathing slowed and she became aware of her surroundings again. A lost look settled upon her face as her eyes wondered across the ruined chamber, then changed to a wide smile when she saw her mother crawl from the rubble and walk toward her.
"Momma!"
Becky smiled, limping toward her daughter. They would be reunited at last...
Asher shook his head, trying to clear the ringing in his ears. He looked up, saw Becky limping toward her daughter, saw Gabe throwing the still body of a ghoul from atop him. Farther away, something else moved in the shadows.
"BECKY!" Asher leapt toward her.
A bolt of red hued energy flashed from across the chamber, transfixing Becky. She stood there for a moment, eyes wide with shock and pain, then crumpled amidst the rubble. Asher landed beside her an instant too late.
"MOMMA!!!"
Wave after wave of incandescent energy blasted outward from the child. All who remained standing in the chamber where knocked flat when the searing waves washed over them. A boulder ripped free of the wall and fell between where Asher lay over Becky's still form and the child. Shielded by the stone he checked for a pulse. It was there, barely. She whispered something. Asher leaned closer to hear.
"Save her... my little girl...." She fell silent.
Determination crystallized in that instant. He rose from behind the protecting stone, trying to shield his face from the licking flames as he pressed toward Sarah. It burned, Asher had never felt pain this intense. He had no breath to scream. Then something else burned, something inside. The heat receded. He could see a space opening around him, pushing the blue fire crackling and spitting away from him. His body smoldered, the smell of his own burnt skin and hair nearly overcame him but he kept moving.
In the center of the maelstrom he saw her. The child's face was a mask of anger and grief. Her cries pierced Asher's gut with pain sharper than the fire. He was almost there.
Gabe lay flat against the floor, grimacing against the searing heat above him. He felt the world tremble, the stone beneath him shifted like sand. Images assaulted his consciousness, a huge dark skinned man with gentle brown eyes, a young boy catching a frisbee, a comfortable house on a tree lined street, then a dream, a nightmare, dark shapes chasing him, the shattered remains of a house, a glimpse of gurneys bearing sheet-draped bodies, a dark cave and the dearest person in the world falling away.... Gabe screamed. The pain washing through his mind erased the fire around him.
Asher reached out through the lashing waves. He could see her face clearly now. Sarah's eyes grew wide. The ferocity of the storm increased. He could almost touch her. A blinding light and a concussive wave flashed through the chamber, then all was bathed in darkness. The silence was broken only by the slow rain of shattered stone. Asher felt his way back toward the child. His hand touched something other than stone, the child's arm. She was completely still. He strained to hear the sound of breathing, sought a pulse on her neck. Nothing. I didn't make it. He punched the ground until blood ran freely from his knuckles. I didn't make it.
"Lòchran," Gabe's voice roughly intoned and ochre light flooded the room. He stood up and surveyed the wreckage.
"Sarah!"
She looked as though peacefully sleeping. One look at Asher's contorted face and vain search for a pulse confirmed the worst. Gabe felt detached, as if none of this was real. It was odd to hear, or rather feel Mary sobbing inside his head. Only one thought made it through the quicksand that consumed his mind... Why?
*************** *************** ***************
Epilogue:
Orderly Travis Uncheon glanced at the large clock hanging above the entrance to the ward. 4:08 AM proclaimed the bright red numbers. A tomblike silence lay across the Miller Nursing Home at this hour of the night. This was when Travis always took news to Her, when there were no prying eyes or ears. He had learned a lesson in caution when a young girl on the janitorial staff had happened to walk past her room in the small hours. At least the Russian freak had taken care of that one before failing miserably in his other appointed tasks.
The orderly's size was such that he nearly had to turn his shoulders sideways to enter Her room. The top of his head brushed the doorframe. As always She reclined unmoving upon the bed, only the slow rise and fall of breathing indicating life at all. Her eyes were open though, and they locked onto his own the moment he came within view.
"He has failed," his voice rumbled with the low sound of a distant avalanche, "and the child is lost."
Eyes burning with fury glared out from the woman's mannequin face.
© Austin Hale, 2003
i'm watching the world go round
i'm watching the world's end
and i could get lonely
if this is a lie she said
this is the end
fall on tears all my friends
this is the end
fall on tears all my friends
- Love Spit Love, Fall on Tears
"Dammit!" Poe kicked an empty beer bottle, sending it in a high arc. It shattered somewhere in the darkness.
"Easy, Poe. This is not a task for brute force." The Sister moved calmly through the empty street. "Your theatrics may frighten away anyone with useful information."
"I should have gone with Mary." Poe gazed around her desolate surroundings, her eyes finally falling on the Sister's face. It had drained of all color.
"Sister!?"
"Perhaps you should have gone with Mary."
****
"Pellere," the tall woman incanted, sweeping her arm towards Gabe as if dismissing him.
All the breath was forced from Gabe's lungs as he was thrown against the far wall. Bright lights exploded in his eyes when his head rebounded off the stone. He did not fall to the floor. It felt like a bus had backed into him, pinning him to the wall. He couldn't inhale, he was being crushed.
"Caer'aroon naes naeor!"
Blue light exploded around the dark woman. She spun away, disappearing into shadows. Gabe slumped to the floor, dragging air into his lungs, as Becky and Asher charged into the chamber. Movement caught Gabe's eye, the familiar stop-motion gait of ghouls.
"Ròiseal viitahea!" Becky's voice rang out again as her arm described an arc. A compression wave outlined in swirling incandescent mist surged outward. Several ghouls were laid flat by the wave and did not stir. The woman ducked below the brunt of the force and was quickly on her feet again, facing Becky.
"Fulmen bellare!"
A blinding flash of light accompanied by the peal of thunder filled the chamber. Arcs of lightning leapt from the woman's extended fingertips. Asher fell backward, avoiding the attack. Becky murmured something, too low for Asher to hear, and a crystalline sphere appeared around her. The lighting hissed and crackled harmlessly around her defense. In the light Asher saw a door leading off of the main chamber. She's there, he knew with unwavering certainty. Without further thought he skirted around the edge of the chamber and dashed down the passageway. Bursts of light from spellfire illuminated his path.
Gabe faced a duo of oncoming ghouls, each one muttering. Glowing fog encircled their hands. He leaped to one side as the burning mists shot out, streaming through the space he once occupied.
"Éibheall!"
A bright red sphere sped from his hands, neatly intersecting with a ghoul's head. It fell, its neck a smoldering stump. He did not wait for the second ghoul to act. Gabe launched himself atop it, raining a flurry of punches to its head. He rolled off the limp figure, narrowly avoiding a bolt from yet another ghoul.
Gabe came to a kneeling position, hands before him, palms forward with fingers spread wide. It was a strange fusion of personalities when they fought, his voice giving sound to Mary's words, their combined powers flowing from his hands.
"Fosgail an dràstar!"
The approaching ghoul collapsed, as if smashed with a giant club. Adrenaline pulsed through Gabe's veins. The thrill of the fight gripped him. He felt a frightening exhilaration as he had never before. Grinning madly he dodged a fire blast from yet another ghoul.
****
Asher raced down the narrow hallway. Something moved just ahead of him, blocking his path. He lowered his shoulder and tackled the interloper. Both fell hard upon the ground. There was a sickening wet crunch as the ghoul's skull cracked on the rock floor. Asher paused for a moment, regaining his feet. He froze where he stood. A flash of light from the battle raging behind him revealed the ghoul's face. It was twisted and deformed, but he recognized the face of a homeless man whom he had spoken to only days before.
He turned and rushed on. Ahead there was a single steel door. He grabbed the iron lever handle. It was locked. He pulled hard, attempting to force it. It would not give.
"Dammit!"
He was just about to remove his hand when the lock gave way, the lever effortlessly coming off in his grasp. Must have been rusted. The door swung easily open. He stepped into a small, plain room. A bed stood in the middle of the far wall. To its left was a dresser with a mirror atop it. The room was lit by an old style kerosene lamp. Huddled amidst a pile of fuzzy tan blankets was a little girl. Her face was a child version of Becky's but her eyes and complexion were darker.
"Don't be afraid," he said, stepping into the room. "I'm here with your mother. We're going to take you someplace safe."
Sarah looked up at the disheveled blond-haired man with his hand stretched out toward her. Her head was spinning. So much had happened. She couldn't grasp what was going on around her. Everything was so confusing. Hadn't her momma just told her that she was safe here? Then this strange man comes in telling her he's here with momma and that they are going to take her somewhere else. It was all too much. She dove back under the blankets and squeezed her eyes shut.
"Don't be scared. I'm taking you to your mom." Asher closed the distance to the bed and scooped up blankets, child and all.
****
Gabe felt intense heat on the top of his head as he narrowly ducked beneath an energy bolt. He sprang to his feet, closing the distance to the ghoul and landing a fist squarely in the creature's eye. Around him, fire and thunder filled the room. Becky and her opponent were equally matched in power. Their spells threatened to bring the cavern down on top of them but neither relented.
Dark red fire blossomed around the blasted locomotive and a reverberating roar filled the chamber. Gabe saw a glob of fire churning towards him. He grabbed the ghoul and shoved him forward, using him as a shield. An instant later he was enveloped in heat. The ghoul bore the brunt of the blast but the force still knocked Gabe to the ground.
The flames passed and he looked toward the locomotive. Standing amidst the flames was a horrific sight, a huge creature with horned head and leathern wings.
"Remember the demon we fought here in your mind?" Mary asked in a quiet voice.
"Yup."
"This looks like his big brother."
"We're in trouble, aren't we?"
Becky turned for a split second toward the new arrival. It was the opening her opponent needed. Lightning again flashed across the chamber. It crackled against Becky's shield but her concentration had wavered, and arcs pried through. Becky screamed, falling to the ground feet away from Gabe.
"Big trouble."
****
Asher stopped abruptly at the entrance to the passageway. He saw Becky fall to the woman's lightning. Then he saw the demon. They were both looking at him. Sarah squirmed in his arms. A thin tendril of red light shot from the dark woman's hand. It flashed through the air like a bullwhip, wrapping around his leg. His mind registered searing pain and his leg was pulled from beneath him. He crashed to the floor. Sarah and the bundle of blankets tumbled from his grasp.
Sarah struggled free of the blankets and looked up. Terror gripped her chest, threatening to force all the air from her lungs. Here was the shadow that had haunted her dreams. Here was the thing that had driven her nightmares for so long. The demon took a step toward her, a cruel parody of a smile twisting its grotesque features.
The burning tether around Asher's leg returned to its mistress, recoiling for another strike. He rolled to his feet, planting himself between the demon and the little girl. The creature's smile broadened. With the effortless motion of swatting a fly, it sent Asher hurtling away.
"There you are," the creature's voice rumbled, its horrendous smile deepening. "Come to me, child."
"No!" Images flashed through Sarah's mind, the dark thing always behind her, the raggedy man hurting Laura. "NO!"
Sparks swirled around her, connecting to form gossamer strands of brilliant blue power. They thickened, writhing like a net full of eels. Outward they flew, wrapping around the demon's head, constricting its body, covering the leathern wings.
Its expression changed from gloating victory to shock, then pain. A roar that shook the stone itself deafened those still conscious. Karin backed away from the spectacle. The demon strained against the bonds, thrashing as a wild animal.
Asher gingerly lifted his head. Flashing lights still danced in his eyes as he tried to find Sarah. She stood amidst the blankets where he had dropped her, surrounded by furiously swirling blue fire. The tendrils now resembled thick vines, twisting around the demon's body. It roared again. The vines grew thicker, wrapped tighter. Asher looked between the demon and the child. He was unsure which one scared him more. Sarah's face was a grim image of fury, out of place on one so young. Her breath came in great ragged gasps.
The demon's wings were wrenched from its back with a wet snapping sound. It could no longer roar, the fire-vines had encased its head and were rotating it slowly around. Another wet snap and the head came off amidst a shower of black ichor. The demon's body burst into flame. In seconds nothing remained save for blackened ash.
The chamber was silent but for the slow patter of falling stone. The tendrils, now without prey, diminished to a web of incandescent strands orbiting the child. Her face slowly relaxed. She stood quietly watching the swirling orb of power that surrounded her. Her breathing slowed and she became aware of her surroundings again. A lost look settled upon her face as her eyes wondered across the ruined chamber, then changed to a wide smile when she saw her mother crawl from the rubble and walk toward her.
"Momma!"
Becky smiled, limping toward her daughter. They would be reunited at last...
Asher shook his head, trying to clear the ringing in his ears. He looked up, saw Becky limping toward her daughter, saw Gabe throwing the still body of a ghoul from atop him. Farther away, something else moved in the shadows.
"BECKY!" Asher leapt toward her.
A bolt of red hued energy flashed from across the chamber, transfixing Becky. She stood there for a moment, eyes wide with shock and pain, then crumpled amidst the rubble. Asher landed beside her an instant too late.
"MOMMA!!!"
Wave after wave of incandescent energy blasted outward from the child. All who remained standing in the chamber where knocked flat when the searing waves washed over them. A boulder ripped free of the wall and fell between where Asher lay over Becky's still form and the child. Shielded by the stone he checked for a pulse. It was there, barely. She whispered something. Asher leaned closer to hear.
"Save her... my little girl...." She fell silent.
Determination crystallized in that instant. He rose from behind the protecting stone, trying to shield his face from the licking flames as he pressed toward Sarah. It burned, Asher had never felt pain this intense. He had no breath to scream. Then something else burned, something inside. The heat receded. He could see a space opening around him, pushing the blue fire crackling and spitting away from him. His body smoldered, the smell of his own burnt skin and hair nearly overcame him but he kept moving.
In the center of the maelstrom he saw her. The child's face was a mask of anger and grief. Her cries pierced Asher's gut with pain sharper than the fire. He was almost there.
Gabe lay flat against the floor, grimacing against the searing heat above him. He felt the world tremble, the stone beneath him shifted like sand. Images assaulted his consciousness, a huge dark skinned man with gentle brown eyes, a young boy catching a frisbee, a comfortable house on a tree lined street, then a dream, a nightmare, dark shapes chasing him, the shattered remains of a house, a glimpse of gurneys bearing sheet-draped bodies, a dark cave and the dearest person in the world falling away.... Gabe screamed. The pain washing through his mind erased the fire around him.
Asher reached out through the lashing waves. He could see her face clearly now. Sarah's eyes grew wide. The ferocity of the storm increased. He could almost touch her. A blinding light and a concussive wave flashed through the chamber, then all was bathed in darkness. The silence was broken only by the slow rain of shattered stone. Asher felt his way back toward the child. His hand touched something other than stone, the child's arm. She was completely still. He strained to hear the sound of breathing, sought a pulse on her neck. Nothing. I didn't make it. He punched the ground until blood ran freely from his knuckles. I didn't make it.
"Lòchran," Gabe's voice roughly intoned and ochre light flooded the room. He stood up and surveyed the wreckage.
"Sarah!"
She looked as though peacefully sleeping. One look at Asher's contorted face and vain search for a pulse confirmed the worst. Gabe felt detached, as if none of this was real. It was odd to hear, or rather feel Mary sobbing inside his head. Only one thought made it through the quicksand that consumed his mind... Why?
*************** *************** ***************
Epilogue:
Orderly Travis Uncheon glanced at the large clock hanging above the entrance to the ward. 4:08 AM proclaimed the bright red numbers. A tomblike silence lay across the Miller Nursing Home at this hour of the night. This was when Travis always took news to Her, when there were no prying eyes or ears. He had learned a lesson in caution when a young girl on the janitorial staff had happened to walk past her room in the small hours. At least the Russian freak had taken care of that one before failing miserably in his other appointed tasks.
The orderly's size was such that he nearly had to turn his shoulders sideways to enter Her room. The top of his head brushed the doorframe. As always She reclined unmoving upon the bed, only the slow rise and fall of breathing indicating life at all. Her eyes were open though, and they locked onto his own the moment he came within view.
"He has failed," his voice rumbled with the low sound of a distant avalanche, "and the child is lost."
Eyes burning with fury glared out from the woman's mannequin face.
© Austin Hale, 2003
Broccli_Head
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Wow!
fenzer said:
Here's a little teaser for the faithful followers of Lamprolign's First Sight story hour. Lamp and I are currently working on a First Sight webcomic with a local artist. It will be based on First Sight, meaning that there will be some changes in the storyline to better fit the comic medium, but will remain true to the spirit of the Story Hour. The first few pages are looking good, and we should have something to post by the end of this month. More news on this soon, hopefully!
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