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#256
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Sadrain
Resident ghost caracal
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December 11th, Chicago. Base. Hospital.
"What happened in that therapy room?" Elek asked, when Amante came out of Alice's room. He was leaning against the wall, looking pale. His head was still ringing, shaken from the mental power wave that had washed trough the hospital, and even beyond.
"Doctors and nurses, they are dumbfounded." Elek sighed and ran hand trough his hair. "I thought maybe you can make some sense in all this." In fact, he felt startled too. Such power, far stronger than anything he had encountered before, here, in their little base, uncontrolled. On what it depended? What could make it turn against them? How it would eventually affect them all? Maybe letting them in had been a mistake after all.
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Posted 07-02-2012, 07:40 PM
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