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2012 His eyes were staring deep into mine, searching my soul for the demon he had heard tell was in there. His right hand was slowly moving towards my head, and was holding a silver ornamental cross. His left held a thick, leather-covered Bible. I was beginning to have my doubts about coming to him as I looked around at the faces that were staring back at me. Two men were holding me down to my chair, expecting what they thought was the worst. The exorcist's hand inched towards my face. I began to panic, and then something happened. A terrible shriek wrenched itself free from the confines of my stomach. It was piercing, alien, and there was n

My Bridge to Victory A loud humming began to permeate the air, vibrating the cobbles in the street with a newfound intensity. I closed my eyes to the earth around me and ignored it, trying to think over the sound. It had begun just a month ago, in April 1994, in small, seemingly random doses. None of the citizens of London had even a minuscule idea as to what it was. Scientists were in a frenzy, trying to track where the noise was coming from, finding that it was louder in the south of London. The vibration had caused shattered windows all over the city, and the mayor had assigned me to find the source of it. If only I knew what… I sna

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