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From: alison@alowe94.fsnet.co.uk
Date: 01 Jun 2001
Time: 06:56:45
Amethyst sighed as she neared the cold iron gates, deathmarked children and their families bustling about. A dog ran through her corpus, rendering her incorporeal for a matter of seconds.
A man dressed in a leather trench coat, wearing a top hat, stood beside the gates. His features were hidden in shadow, but she could sense that something was amiss about him. He exuded the chill she had become acustomed to: the presence of a Spectre. As all the parents slowly left, the man neared her, eyes burning into her.
He grinned, his teeth glittering in the poor light, revealing enough of his monstrous face to clench her stomach. He garbled somthing incomprehensible, and bared Moliated fangs. She readied her sword, then hacked through him, dicing his corpora, watching as he faded into Oblivion.
Now, she had to find her daughter...