Docks (??? World)

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Waves whisper outside. A small wooden room, one door that creaks when she opens it.

Smoke, ash, charred wood. Bars.

Horrified fascination brings her closer to the cage. The crusted black bars remind her of a restaurant grill, and her mind flips back to the clippings the town has given her. She shudders, and looks around quickly.

She's alone, for now.

A spot of off-white grabs her gaze. Something crumpled on the cage's floor. She only gives the open door a brief thought before reaching through the bars instead.



Her mind wants to make some connection, but the visuals aren't strong enough. Something... familiar...

The floor creaks behind her. Amber spins, gun ready.

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A tall, severe old woman, emerging from another building.

"Welcome home, Holy Mother."

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"Fuck you," Amber snaps, aiming shakily. "What the fuck is going on? Who are you? What do you WANT?!"

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"I am merely a servant of God," she replies evenly. "I'm pleased that you found your way to us, despite that woman's interference. God's will is supreme."

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"Where's Rachel? If you did anything to her..."

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"It was the will of God that she endure her own trial. If she learns to follow God, perhaps she will find Paradise as well."

She holds a hand out. "Come with me. It's time to begin the ritual."

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"FUCK YOU!"

BLAM

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A flash of shadow, like ripples in a pond.

The bullet drops to the ground, and the woman advances.

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fuckfuckfuckfuckFUCKFUCKFUCK!

BLAM

BLAM

BLAM

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Thin hands grip Amber's arms and jerk them upward.

The woman is strong.

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Terror

Horror

Adrenaline

Rage

She's still fighting, struggling, twisting, trying somehow to hurt this woman.

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"Johnny."

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Her head .

Amber goes limp.

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Johnny steps out from the building, then kneels, gently and reverently scooping Amber up.

"Is she okay, Mama?"

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"Of course, child. It's close to her time, and her flesh is weakening. Once we've completed the ritual, she'll be strong enough to bear God."

She turns and leads him up the docks, onto a forested island (http://hollow-way.livejournal.com/6050.html).