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The old couple came to see me again today. They're hearing weird noises in their kitchen and think the poltergeist is back. I think it's
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Sometimes it's small things, they hide car keys or disappear important letters, loosen door knob screws or jam keyholes. They like to mess with keys and doors especially.
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The Complex is exactly that. It's a sort of laboratory where paranormal scientists run peculiar tests on the specimens I and other hunters capture and bring in. I s
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I chased her down the busy street holding my Bubble Blaster 3000 and hoping it had somehow recharged itself since the last time I used it. She was giggling wildly and cha
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The pier's underside was a mass of steel rods and poles intersecting and connecting in irregular diamond and hexagonal shapes; a makeshift jungle gym for daring adolescents cli
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"Screw this," I hear myself say as I spit in their direction and begin to step towards them, drawing myself up to full height and slitting my eyes in what I hope is an intimida
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Without warning the excitement in the station courtyard rises to an ear-shattering climax. The doors are opening. People line up class by class-first the nobles, th
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I dreamed of a New City; violent and strange and beautiful, like its people. Getting there involved many doors and wide rooms and confusing stairs.. Breathlessly I wan
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"We call him Big Bison," Ally tells me grinning as she lathers my hair. "I can see why," I reply, picturing his giant hands and huge build.
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A slim, agile figure of a man slows to a near halt mere inches from my gaping face. "What a long, strange trip it's been," a mysterious voice intones with lips upturned i
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As the nature of their friendship is revealed a shadow slinks upon us. A hooded figure steps around the green lit door frame and kneels before me. "Highness," a hushed
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Four feet fill the space between my eyes and the floor. Heart bursting in my head I stifle the pleading whimpers rising desperately in my bone-dry throat and ready my ner
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Head bowed on stiff neck on hunched shoulders on shaking hands and scabbed knees I crawl oh-so-slowly across the threadbare carpet. I press my ear to the wall to sense vi
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A loud crack thunders through the grove, followed by another; and then the sound of snarling triumph for the hunt renewed. Spurred by bloodlust with the sap of murdered t
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My coat holds a final surprise- Food! Bread and cheese neatly wrapped in wax-like paper, sealed water-tight and ready to eat. Salivating i split the seam and force
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"IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?" A voice, thick with age and wisdom, booms from somewhere, the sky or the ground, I cannot tell. "Uhbuh," I sputter, sure I am hallucinat
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The sound of water casts a magic spell, like the Siren's song, and my feet gravitate toward its source as my mouth salivates and my flesh crawls, being reminded of its filth. &
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