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Apr 8, 2009 19:37:04 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 8, 2009 19:37:04 GMT -5
"He's dead now. We are taking his body to our master." said the leader.
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Lost
Apr 8, 2009 20:26:19 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 8, 2009 20:26:19 GMT -5
"no he can't be dead its not fair." Anna said starting to cry again "what am I supposed to do now! he's gone and he was the only person I know!"
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Lost
Apr 9, 2009 0:13:29 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 9, 2009 0:13:29 GMT -5
"It's too bad that you befriended a traitor. It's even more pitiful that that old man would lock you up in a simulated worldspace because you were unwanted. He could then use you as a test subject for his 'newest invention' as he told us." explained the leader.
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Lost
Apr 9, 2009 12:38:43 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 9, 2009 12:38:43 GMT -5
"I was not unwanted, I was just unloved and I scared my family." Anna hissed glaring at him "any choice I made was irrevocable, and they didn’t like the choices that I made."
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Lost
Apr 13, 2009 2:00:22 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 13, 2009 2:00:22 GMT -5
"Though you may have ill fate, all you've got to do is bear it all and move on. You cannot change your fate- no man can. Oh, and one more thing- you cannot escape The Apocalypse...." said the leader, rising and melting into the darkness of the open door behind him. Meanwhile, two assassins tossed Luke into the back of a weathered truck.
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Lost
Apr 13, 2009 6:30:04 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 13, 2009 6:30:04 GMT -5
Anna just sat there blankly "......well that sucks."
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Lost
Apr 13, 2009 23:53:24 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 13, 2009 23:53:24 GMT -5
The old truck began to start but failed. This happened many times. At that moment, a very weak cough came from the old man. He was alive.
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Lost
Apr 14, 2009 6:32:22 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 14, 2009 6:32:22 GMT -5
Anna looked over and sighed "what the heck, how this that possible."
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Lost
Apr 14, 2009 18:28:42 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 14, 2009 18:28:42 GMT -5
"Give......that......." was all the man could breathe. He barely had the strength to lift his hand and point in the direction of a bottle full of thick green liquid.
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Lost
Apr 14, 2009 19:07:26 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 14, 2009 19:07:26 GMT -5
"kay." Anna said jumping up quickly getting the bottle, "you need help with it?"
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Lost
Apr 15, 2009 0:49:16 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 15, 2009 0:49:16 GMT -5
"Give.........." was all the old man could breathe. He was in terrible condition. Blood had seeped through the heavy rug and into the floor.
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Lost
Apr 15, 2009 6:34:49 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 15, 2009 6:34:49 GMT -5
"okay here." she said giving to him, "what the heck is that stuff?"
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Lost
Apr 16, 2009 1:04:38 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 16, 2009 1:04:38 GMT -5
There was no cap or cork on the bottle tip. The old man simply stuck the vial in his mouth and drank of the thick, foul-smelling liquid. About a fourth into the bottle, the old man stopped bleeding but remained on the ground in pain. "L.....Luke......is........alive........." he mumbled, his voice shaking.
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Lost
Apr 16, 2009 6:35:25 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 16, 2009 6:35:25 GMT -5
"WHAT HE'S ALIVE!" Anna yelled jumping up from where she was sitting, "how is he alive? why wouldn't that kill him?"
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Lost
Apr 16, 2009 22:51:04 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 16, 2009 22:51:04 GMT -5
"Crystal blade....was paralysis.....crystal....." continued the old man, "Luke...will...survive....he shall emerge...from the south..." meanwhile, the rickety old truck's engine began to function correctly. The assassins were about to escape.
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Lost
Apr 17, 2009 6:33:49 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 17, 2009 6:33:49 GMT -5
"but they said he was dead, god I am such an idiot to belive that!" she said hitting her head "how do I even get out of here?"
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Lost
Apr 18, 2009 0:42:26 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 18, 2009 0:42:26 GMT -5
"You are in western Siberia.....he shall come...from the south........" said the old man. At that moment, both the man's life and the truck began to leave that place.
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Lost
Apr 18, 2009 16:24:29 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 18, 2009 16:24:29 GMT -5
Anna watched the man sadly "i'm so sorry, you don't deserve to die like this." she mummbled softly
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Lost
Apr 18, 2009 20:50:07 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 18, 2009 20:50:07 GMT -5
"I'm more sorry for you...it was not....my will to....keep you in that....wasteland.....it was not my will to......withdraw you from there either......I withdrew you and Luke Arrius.....from there so that.....my village might....be.....sparrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeddd......" With those last words, the old man breathed his last and the truck carrying Luke Arrius drove off into the unknown.
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Lost
Apr 18, 2009 20:52:43 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 18, 2009 20:52:43 GMT -5
Anna stood up going to the window. "lets see," she whisperd thinking of how to get out the small window. she grabbed the latch opening it slightly "awsome." she mummbled pulling herself up.
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Lost
Apr 18, 2009 22:31:19 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 18, 2009 22:31:19 GMT -5
Nothing but broad, barren plains awaited Anna outside.
It was no different from the artificial landscape she had been living in for a decent portion of her life.
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Lost
Apr 19, 2009 9:13:51 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 19, 2009 9:13:51 GMT -5
"great, I was hoping something would change." she mumbled looking around for anyone as she walked carfully along the building."
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Lost
Apr 19, 2009 17:01:57 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 19, 2009 17:01:57 GMT -5
Nothing was different- except the temperature. It was far colder in E. West Siberia than where Anna used to live.
The old man's house was isolated. His only visitor was a muddy road.
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Lost
Apr 19, 2009 17:04:19 GMT -5
Post by ~Alois Trancy~ on Apr 19, 2009 17:04:19 GMT -5
Anna sighed walking towards the muddy road, she didn't care what happened to her now. she wanted to leave, she had to get out. so she walked down the road wanting to find a way out.
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Lost
Apr 19, 2009 17:06:03 GMT -5
Post by The Wayfaring Stranger on Apr 19, 2009 17:06:03 GMT -5
The road didn't offer Anna any option but to tread southwest. All that lay before her was desolate wasteland for miles.
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