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Chapter 19: Circles Putrid could only describe the aroma that brewed in the room. Thirty six candles arranged all about the room in various rows and heights provided the only sources of light within the small chamber. Four robed figures casted their shadows about the room. Their every movement sparked several shadows to move as puppets to their master. Rot was the overall theme of decoration as several piles of various corpses adorned each corner. The corpses were wildly varied from men, to a horse, to quite a few rats. The room was built from worked stones that were reminiscent of a castle or the dungeon within one. A full length mirror fra

Chapter 18: Out Sick Darkness filled the bedroom with a sense of isolation and despair. The normally cheerful, brightly colored room now lost that color that made it inviting. Porcelain dolls loomed over the sides of the thin shelves they say on, with faces barely lit and judging those beneath their gaze. There was a single source of light in the room which came from a dimly lit candle, letting out a lavender sweet smoke across the expanse of the room. "You can't be one of them." The creaky, old voice broke the silence. Kayla who had been laying on her bed with a hand dangled over each side opened her eyes slowly and sat up, looking to the

17: No Mercy! Powder Puff SuperBrawl "I think Kayla uses it." Those simple five words ran through Cole's mind for the rest of the weekend. When her mind was allowed to wander from what was going on around her for any length of time, she would think of the creature that she could have sworn was protecting her specifically that day in the bank. It just couldn't be though. That perfume had to be widely used by a lot of girls. It could have accidentally rubbed off from some other girl the creature rescued earlier. There had to be some explanation other than Kayla, the cute, dark skinned, raven haired friend, being the feral beast that almost too

 Chapter 16: Scents "You're lucky to be alive, Miss." said the slightly obese EMS worker who now tended to Nicole's bludgeoned cheek. His hands were sweaty and greasy beneath the rubber gloves. Nicole could even smell the build up beneath the odor of the talcum powder. His hair seemed to match the rest of his complexion. The curly black hair hadn't been cut for a while nor washed. Cole could only hope that she'd be released soon so she could try and scrape together some small bit of her original plans for the day. The young man continued "Well, nothing was broken, thankfully. You will probably have a black eye for a day or more. Don't worry

 Chapter 15: The Feral Blossom "Thank god it's the weekend." The blond girl thought to herself as her eyes slit open to the bright light beaming through her bedroom window. It had been a very long week indeed for this girl in training. She pushed the covers aside and stood up. The pajama top raised ever so slightly as to expose an inch or two of her stomach. A whole list of things she could do today in order to fully enjoy her weekend began streaming through her mind. One thing was clear though. She was going to need money to do pretty much any of them. She strolled over to her closet and began rummaging through for an outfit she could wear