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cruft  ·  2009-07-15

JuicedSixFo.Haunted_Alley.tex

 1\chapauth{JuicedSixFo}
 2\chapter{Haunted Alley}
 3
 4As I stepped into the gloomy lights of 98th Avenue, I knew a grisly
 5death had taken place. My Beretta was calmly rested in my calm hands,
 6and my senses were very aware. I am Luke Bavarious and I like my work:
 7private detection. People had called the police station to complain
 8about a mysterious man who had been seen in the area. The only clue to
 9the whereabouts of this enigmatic man was that he always whistled the
10old tune ``I venture down the path.''
11
12Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me. Gritting my teeth, I pulled up my
13Beretta pistol, looking for the source of that haunting noise, which
14sounded like the wailing of a damned soul. On the ground in front of me
15was a corpse. Its hands reached out in front of it, like it was clawing
16at a unsurpassable foe. ``Damn it,'' I thought. ``Another monster for
17Bavarious to confront. Are the rest of you all cowards?''
18
19I knew this case was going to be hard. I've had chicks try to opposition
20me, and gang leaders try to buy me off. It never worked on Luke
21Bavarious. But, this horrid monster certainly could spell my doom.
22
23I could feel the evil pervading of the demonic entity. I gritted my
24teeth to hold back the vomit when I saw it. It was a beast of ultimate
25horror. Pulsating, writhing nodes pulsed everywhere on its putrid
26skin. One eyeball hung limply by its optic nerve. The other eye was just
27a bullet hole. Huge mounds of puss and scabs were everywhere on it. It
28began to whistle that old tune, ``I venture down the path.''
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30I brought up my Beretta 9mm and aimed it at the thing's horrid head. It
31gargled a snarl, and then began to charge at me.
32
33I had no choice.
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35I had to commence my brutality.
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37I emptied the entire clip into the demon's body. Crimson blood
38splattered on the things clothes and smeared against the sidewalk. It
39was whispering something. Leaning in close to the pulverized lump of
40flesh and cartilage, I heard it whisper a name, ``Davix Rogue.''
41
42I knew this case was just about to get interesting.
43
44\illustration{Part of Everything}{Davix}{art/Part_of_Everything-Davix.png}
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