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Date Posted: Thu June 19, 2008 02:48:23
Author: Comicality
Subject: Ten Years In Darkness...One Symbol Remains....

I dug around in my pockets and pulled out a quarter, along with a piece of paper that fell to the ground. It was the one from the night before, the strange symbol shoved into my pocket at the club. "Here you go man. I think it's my last." I said, but his eyes were fixed on the paper.

"What is that?" He asked.

"What is what?"

"THAT! That piece of paper! Let me see that!" Bryson snatched it from me as soon as I picked it up. He opened it up and stared at the symbol in amazement. His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped open. Dion moved closer, and soon his face mirrored Bryson's. We all moved in to see what was going on, and Taryn and Dylan seemed to get the message too, whatever it was...leaving me all alone in my confusion. "Do...do you....have any idea what this is?" Bryson stuttered.

"Obviously not. What?"

"Where did you get this?" Taryn asked.

"At the club last night. Somebody put it in my pocket."

"Did you see who???"

"Nope. Whoever it was, they were gone by the time I turned around."

Bryson looked at us, and then said, "Rooftop, privacy...now!" And the next thing I knew we were all sitting in a circle again. The five of us, looking at a single slip of paper with a doodled drawing on it. Some kind of symbol that evidently meant more than I had originally thought.

"This isn't a fake. It's too perfect, every line is in sync with the next. This is real." Dion said. "It's gotta be Comicality...."


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