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Date Posted: 12:32:16 07/10/03 Thu
Author: Calypso
Subject: Re: WGRII: ATTN ALL
In reply to: Lark 's message, "Re: Second Round of the Witchblade Game: ATTN ALL" on 07:17:50 07/10/03 Thu

The unearthly wind blew all through the mansion,biting cold and carrying with it shards of ice. The man standing by the fireplace however, felt none ofit. He was used to cold, and this was nothing new. At the wind continued to howl, he continued staring at the fire. As if willing it to warm him. The ticking of the clock couldn't be heard, but he marked every second inside of his mind.

As suddenly as it had began, the wind stopped and the
fire died.

Within seconds, the fire roared back to life. Kenneth Irons smiled a twisted smile. Eyes glistening with a malicious joy. "So you've arrived." He spoke to the fire, looking at it and it alone, but it was another whom he addressed.

Behind him, a man in a tattered black opera cloak and top hat smiled, revealing decaying yellow death. "FeFi Fo Fum. I smell the blood of a bladewelder."

*******

Sarah felt a sudden chill as the wind died, something that she had ignored as she viewed the scene of the latest homicide. An odd whistling, as though through an old doorframe, howled abruptly and was stilled, and she looked suddenly skyward, confused by the darkness.

Jake approached, and was struck by the intensity of Sarah's eyes as she stared sightlessly at the dim stars over Central Park. He watched her shiver slightly, though the air was still; he looked back at the gruesome murder behind him, the corpse savaged as though by a dog, the head still not to be found, and he shivered as well.

****

Across Town, Gabriel Bowman,sank further and further down into his turtle neck, blushing Crimson, the entire time. Thinking, "How the heck did I let Sly talk me into this one?" On stage the current speaker was just finishing up and consequently, Gabe realized that it was almost his turn.

As the man on stage announced his name, Gabe gulped audiably before standing up and moving forward... "Sly," He thought, "I'm gonna f***ing kill you."

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