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a/Begin Transmission Currently (as of 25th.2.'o7 @ 8:1oPM): SWAT units arrived, blinding spot lights rudely disturbed the stillness of her pit, laser-guided artillery searching her possessions. Orders were unheard, the werds being contained within the radio-equipped, sound proof helmets of the Reclaimers. Her pit was ransacked, but she was not to be found. The artifact that was rumored to be hidden herein was no where.. the equipment picked nothing up, not even a trace of her unique soul substance. She was gone, her tablets missing, the artifact.. who knew if it ever even existed? The operation was a failure; a search without a seizure.. a wild goose chase of a witch hunt of a fairy tale forced upon reality. The teams were withdrawn, half dispersed into the open streets, special units turned loose with orders to scour the Haunted Creek.. Arts Werds Games a/End Transmission | |||||
