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<blockquote data-quote="Moe Ronalds" data-source="post: 1181577" data-attributes="member: 2083">“Hey, Sid, you know that Carlos Fuentes guy?” Chris asked. He and Sid were at the library, looking for information on the zombie attack from earlier. Chris’s skin was excessively soapy, and about a dozen packages of used moisty naps were stacked in a neat pile by his left hand. &nbsp; &nbsp; “The screaming guy on the bus? Yeah, what about him?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Well, apparently he’s made an enemy with Obadiah Falcone.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “So?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Soooo, Obadiah Falcone is a local crime lord. A local crime lord who it seems is financing Wilson’s Mortuary. And, were that not enough, he’s recently lost a couple of gang members whose descriptions match those of the, well, the zombies.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Well, it seems to me that our last…” Sid checked a clock, and let out a curse. “Five hours have been well spent.” &nbsp; &nbsp; “We’re lucky to have found this out. I’m on the last page for this search engine.” Chris replied, clicking the back button. He was about to exit the page, when another site caught his eye. “Well, this is… odd.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “What is it?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Well, I put in a search for the Shadow as well as Carlos Fuentes, you know- just for the hell of it, and I think I may have actually found something meaningful.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “What!?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yeah. Father Payne’s Realm of Shadow.”&nbsp; &nbsp; Sid laughed. “Is that all? It’s just probably some stupid 15 year old’s goth web ring or something.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “You’re probably right, but still it’s worth a shot.” Chris said, clicking the link. The page slowly loaded onto the monitor. It was a fairly low-quality seeming website- something any thirteen year old could probably do. But one of the sections of the page immediately caught Chris’s attention as NOT being something a child would know about.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Shadow device construction?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Probably just some hooplah about making dream catchers. I’m telling you man, it’s a waste of-“&nbsp; &nbsp; As he was saying this, Chris interrupted having read the loaded page. “No! Look, right here. It has instructions for their ‘patented corpse reanimation unit’. Wow, this is an extensive list of supplies. God you’d have to be a genius even to find half this stuff. Shadow water? Eye of newt?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Yeah that’s nice, but look at THAT!” Sid said, now suddenly interested.&nbsp; &nbsp; “What?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Under the header for ‘How to deal with unruly cadavers’.”&nbsp; &nbsp; “’To deal with a zombie that has gotten out of hand, a blow or shot to the head will take them out for good!’ This is fantastic! Now we can get these suckers once we’ve knocked them down!”&nbsp; &nbsp; “I’d agree, but it seems untrustworthy, somehow.” Sid warned.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Why?”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Well, if they have this up ON THE INTERNET, how are they going to keep this a secret from normal people?”&nbsp; &nbsp; It was then they heard a gasp behind them. They turned around, too see the normally austere face of the elderly librarian gasping in shock and horror.&nbsp; &nbsp; “Gentlemen! I know not what sort of perverted web sites you go to on your own time, but while at the library I ask that you keep the content of your window appropriate!”&nbsp; &nbsp; “Wha-“&nbsp; &nbsp; “And FURTHERMORE! On a deeper level this offends me! I’m shocked to see two of my patrons looking at something so… vulgar! IMAGINE what her FATHER must think!” And with that, the librarian stomped off. &nbsp; &nbsp; “What the hell was that about?” Sid whispered.&nbsp; &nbsp; “The shadow. Winston said it always covers its tracks. I guess that applies on-line as well.” Chris murmured.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Moe Ronalds, post: 1181577, member: 2083"] “Hey, Sid, you know that Carlos Fuentes guy?” Chris asked. He and Sid were at the library, looking for information on the zombie attack from earlier. Chris’s skin was excessively soapy, and about a dozen packages of used moisty naps were stacked in a neat pile by his left hand. “The screaming guy on the bus? Yeah, what about him?” “Well, apparently he’s made an enemy with Obadiah Falcone.” “So?” “Soooo, Obadiah Falcone is a local crime lord. A local crime lord who it seems is financing Wilson’s Mortuary. And, were that not enough, he’s recently lost a couple of gang members whose descriptions match those of the, well, the zombies.” “Well, it seems to me that our last…” Sid checked a clock, and let out a curse. “Five hours have been well spent.” “We’re lucky to have found this out. I’m on the last page for this search engine.” Chris replied, clicking the back button. He was about to exit the page, when another site caught his eye. “Well, this is… odd.” “What is it?” “Well, I put in a search for the Shadow as well as Carlos Fuentes, you know- just for the hell of it, and I think I may have actually found something meaningful.” “What!?” “Yeah. Father Payne’s Realm of Shadow.” Sid laughed. “Is that all? It’s just probably some stupid 15 year old’s goth web ring or something.” “You’re probably right, but still it’s worth a shot.” Chris said, clicking the link. The page slowly loaded onto the monitor. It was a fairly low-quality seeming website- something any thirteen year old could probably do. But one of the sections of the page immediately caught Chris’s attention as NOT being something a child would know about. “Shadow device construction?” “Probably just some hooplah about making dream catchers. I’m telling you man, it’s a waste of-“ As he was saying this, Chris interrupted having read the loaded page. “No! Look, right here. It has instructions for their ‘patented corpse reanimation unit’. Wow, this is an extensive list of supplies. God you’d have to be a genius even to find half this stuff. Shadow water? Eye of newt?” “Yeah that’s nice, but look at THAT!” Sid said, now suddenly interested. “What?” “Under the header for ‘How to deal with unruly cadavers’.” “’To deal with a zombie that has gotten out of hand, a blow or shot to the head will take them out for good!’ This is fantastic! Now we can get these suckers once we’ve knocked them down!” “I’d agree, but it seems untrustworthy, somehow.” Sid warned. “Why?” “Well, if they have this up ON THE INTERNET, how are they going to keep this a secret from normal people?” It was then they heard a gasp behind them. They turned around, too see the normally austere face of the elderly librarian gasping in shock and horror. “Gentlemen! I know not what sort of perverted web sites you go to on your own time, but while at the library I ask that you keep the content of your window appropriate!” “Wha-“ “And FURTHERMORE! On a deeper level this offends me! I’m shocked to see two of my patrons looking at something so… vulgar! IMAGINE what her FATHER must think!” And with that, the librarian stomped off. “What the hell was that about?” Sid whispered. “The shadow. Winston said it always covers its tracks. I guess that applies on-line as well.” Chris murmured. [/QUOTE]

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