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7/8/2020 9:10:02 PM
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*Salem steps into the town, his .22 pistol gripped firmly in his left.*
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He sees items strewn across the road, but nothing moves, and no sounds come from anywhere
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*Salem ignites the items and searches the area.*
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He sees scratch marks on some buildings while the toys that were on the ground burn or melt. He also sees some of the doors hanging off of their hinges
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*Salem walks around the area.*
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He sees most of the town in this state. A small rubber ball rolls out of one of the houses in front of him
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*Salem follows where the ball came from.*
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He sees a flash of bright green duck behind the corner as he comes to the door, along with the sound of frightened breathing
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*Salem rushes inside the building.*
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He enters, only to have a small book thrown at him while a little girl tries to run past him to get away
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“Wait! Don’t leave, I won’t harm you!”
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The girl stops and looks at him. "How do I know that you're not one of them?"
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“Them? they must be monsters.....“ He told himself “Well for starters I literally have no idea who they even are, but I can think of a few qualities that they have. They’ve probably killed people, if they killed your loved ones, I’m sorry if that’s the case. I’ll go and hunt them down for you, right now.”
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She nods. "Be careful. There's... there's lots of them." Behind him a loud, deep, raspy voice calls out to him. "Rejoice, for you have found salvation!"
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*A third voice sounds in response.* “And what salvation would that be?”
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The figure in the middle of the road stops and looks around, confused. "The only salvation of course. Happiness, safety, fulfillment. It contains all of those. All you need do is accept."
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“Acceptance can be physical, but it can also be spiritual or many other things. To accept it in one way is to basically deny it in it’s other states is it not?”
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The figure growls, a sharp contrast to its welcoming words. It stops and takes control of its emotions. "No need to wax eloquent. Salvation is for all."
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“Sorry about that little thing of mine, I’m a historian you know.”
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"Really? We assumed you would be a philosopher based on that sentence." The figure pauses, then punches the side of its head. "Come, embrace salvation." It begins advancing towards Salem and the girl again
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*A figure robed in white steps in between them, brandishing a greatsword.*
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The figure continues to advance, arms spread wide in welcome. "Come, experience peace."
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*Luxcious summons a bird and sends it at him.* “This, just this, take it, it is a gift.”
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The figure reaches out a hand to catch the bird, walking forward the whole time. Catching it, the figure considers it
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*Luxcious just stands there.*
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The figure pokes the bird, confused. "What trickery is this?"
