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Date Posted: 18:39:02 08/06/02 Tue
Author: Nightscreen
Subject: The Night's Eyes Watching
In reply to: Nightscreen 's message, "Enter Nightscreen: Part One of the Spirits Spawned" on 09:57:55 08/06/02 Tue

Stalking silently behind the door of Ebony�s new office in the hotel downtown, Nightscreen listened carefully to what was going on. He had seen Mozz go inside and that alone validated his theory about Ebony being up to no good. It was no surprise to him really. He had lost count of how many times his fellow Spirits would tell him that people could change. And he believed some people could, but when they were people like Ebony that was a rare thing.

Suddenly the door slipped open. He had been leaning against it too much. Now Ebony and Mozz were looking at the door.

�Is someone there!?�, one of Ebony�s security yelled out as he marched closer and closer to where Nightscreen was.

Nightscreen had to think fast or else he would be caught and Ebony would surely use his capture to her advantage. Looking upward he noticed a series of thick pipes. With a quick leap he manages to grap onto one of the pipes.

Ebony walks over and swings the door open, but as she opens to the door this blocks the view of her security guard who has just turned around the corner giving Nightscreen enough time to pull himself up enough so that he can wrap his legs around one of the large pipes overhead.

Ebony shakes her head, obviously annoyed at her security guard�s yelling, �Do you know what time it is? I don�t pay you for yelling all hours of the night and keeping me from getting my work done. Now you either keep it quiet or keep walking out the door. Is that understood?�

The security guard glances around with a slightly confused expression. �Is that UNDERSTOOD!?�, Ebony barks out. The security guard shakes his head with fear of her firing him for his mistake, �Yes Ebony. It�s understood. Pardon me. It won�t happen again.� With that he quickly marches back to his station at the entrance of the hotel. However a few seconds after he does Mozz struts out after Ebony cautiously looks to see if anyone is around.

�I�m glad we could finally set aside our differences. Now we can both help each other get what we want.�

Grinning proudly Ebony nods, �That�s right Mozz. But first thing is first�I want the Spirits. I�ll give them the chance to stand by my side or be annihilated like anyone else who gets in my way.� Mozz pauses to think about the idea of the Spirits working with them as opposed to against them, �Having the Spirits themselves working with us�.we�d be unstoppable! Albert hasn�t even come close to capturing them and if they can run circles around him and his Enforcers they are some masked men we want running with us. Let�s just hope they see things our way.� Ebony smirks as she begins to close her office door, �Don�t worry. I have a plan. You just keep your end of the deal.� Snapping her fingers with a smile Mozz turns and marches down the hallway to leave through the back entrance of the hotel.

Having seen all of this from above, Nightscreen pushes down the stop button on the small tape recorder on his utility belt and smiles behind his mask, thinking to
himself, �Whatever you have planned Ebony, I�ll find out what it is. Rest assure of that.� Quickly yet quietly he climbs over to the window at the furthest side of the hallway and exits just as easily as he entered.

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