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Date Posted: 05:02:57 08/03/01 Fri
Evil has a face, and yes a name. Mythios. Becca laid upon her mat within what she thought to be the safety of the Chateau.A dark cloud moved through the darkness, and as it neared her balcony, if anyone had been watching the cloud could now been seen more clearly. And it was not a cloud at all, but a swarm. A thick veil of insects, that within a the flutter of a single heart beat, engulfed Becca as she slept. Terror, and torment was within her as she was painfully awoke. Breath cut off as her throat was now filled with the nasty demonic bugs. Bright white seering pain filled her chest. Lungs screaming in vain silence for air. Then for her all went black. Consumed. Her bed now lay empty, vacant and cold. The swarm now moved with intent across the clouded sky, on route to the castle of Mythios. Who had sent his demonic swarming army out in search of his prize. Becca had no clue as to what was happening, only blackness filled her mind now. But soon she would awake within the stone cold walls of Mythios' castle. And when she did, she would wish for death to come take her, for what was instore for her now, was far worse then death. She would know in her heart that Valmont would care for sweet Mel, and if not, Mel would indeed find suitable replacement. But for now, Becca lay upon a cold slab of marble, the swarm had left their mark upon her body and her soul. Both now char black. Mythios had great plans for this woman. She would pray for death time and time again, and also for her family left behind. Mythios seemed to be riveled only by Satan himself. Poor Becca. May God have mercy upon her soul.
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