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Ankatale
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« Thread Started on Sept 13, 2008, 9:23am » | |
Ankatale saw it on the horizon. The buildings of the city. Oh well... He would have to steal again. Money was gone. And... Ankatale sighed. He knew that he had to get there soon. It was raining and it was windy. Hopefully there would be many people on the streets. Otherwise he would have to sleep on the streets. On the d**n cold streets, where drunkards were very dangerous, where vampire hunters could kill him easily. Where everything was danger. Ankatale didn't want that. He wanted a warm hotel room. He wanted a bed to sleep in. It had been a while since he had a bed...
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Mizikia
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« Reply #1 on Sept 29, 2008, 2:55pm » | |
Mizika had been sitting on his desk chair staring out the large Bullet proof window, He was glad that it was almost time for him to return to his nice abode. He then glanced at his watch and noticed that it was time to finally leave work. He quickly packed up his papers in his black genuine leather briefcase. He loved the feeling of being important, Just not the responsibility that came with it. He then walked quickly to the elevator, and pressed the button. Down the hallway he could see his secretary hold a stack of papers in her hand obviously for him. He then started jabbing the button itching for it to come faster. He then glanced back and noticed how close she actually was. He then ran into the elevator as it opened. He then jabbed the parking lot button and it slowly started closing. Come on Come on he thought. He then saw a his secretary's angry expression as it disappeared as the door closed. He sighed a sigh of relief. He then pressed his key into the key hole and it took him to his private garage. He then picked out his black Mercedes and sped out of the garage as it opened. he looked back and could see it quickly closing behind him. He then started driving faster, he was in a hurry to get home.
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Ankatale
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« Reply #2 on Sept 30, 2008, 8:52am » | |
Finally, he had reached the town. He just walked through the roads. It was like the world he once knew. Some cars were here and there, some broken. But why? It was the main road, he guessed. The vampire tried to guard himself from the coat. No cars were driving. And there were no pavements. The vampire just walked further, not wanting to be interrupted by some strangers. And then, he decided to cross the road. A bad decision... All that he felt was a pain in his knees and on his side. Then, he felt, how his body fell down on the ground. It was horrible... It was the worst thing that could happen. Now, he would need to kill innocents... The young man saw how the white car drove on, leaving him behind. There was blood underneath him. His own blood... The wounds didn't heal. Why? The vampire didn't know.
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