Old habbits die hard, don't they?
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"It's about time you showed up, Darkie boy!" Zalgo's rough voice echoed in the big room.
"Yes, I appologise." Dark said flatly as he bowed without effort.
They were in the main room. Black candles lined each stone wall, their little red flames burning. No windows could be seen, but the lava that peeked through the cracks in the floor made up for that.
A high-backed, black chair sat in the middle of the room, above a stone pedestal. Two toches had been lit on either side of it. There, Zalgo sat in his human form, a wry grin on his, otherwise, sharp face.
Suddenly, without a moment of hesitation, he had disappeared in a puff of black smoke, and reappeared in front of Dark. Two flames burnt on either side of his temples like two invisible torches.
"I'm not sure you understand how serious this matter is, but..." Zalgo said through gritted teeth. His foot pressed down on the back of Dark's head. "You let her get away and I had to deal with your dirty work. You should be doing that for me you imbecile!"
"Right! I'm sorry!" Dark said, holding his breath as Zalgo's foot became very hot on his head.
"You better be, because I doubt you want to see a pissed off demon, especially one that's king of the underworld!" He spat.
Sure, keep bragging about your stupid 'king of the underworld' crap, you won't last long! Dark grinned in his mind.
How he couldn't wait to see that ugly face of his get smashed right into the brick wall.
...But the bastard had everyone wrapped right around his fat finger.
"I have some news at least," Dark changed the subject.
Feeling the weight on his head lift, he took that as a sighn to continue.
"It's Jane..."
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It had taken her all day to find it, but finally, she had found it!
She blew a strand of pink hair out of her face and hammered her little fingers down on the keyboard.
'Samantha Caine'.
"..." She waited, biting her fingers and tapping her feet on the floor to keep from bursting.
Finally a mass of paragraphs appeared on screen. It seemed that Anonymous had been right about the filed names.
Who'd have thought Sam had gone to the same school as ol' Jeffery and Jane.
I should stalk people like this more often! It's fun!
"Let's see..." Pinkie muttered to herself and skimmed through the writing.
She could feel the blood rush to her ears as she read Sam's history. It was no wonder she never mentioned anything about this.
Oh well!
The screen turned black instantly after she pressed the off button.
Now was the time for adventuring!
Silently, she skipped down the hallway.
It seemed like a lot of the group couldn't sleep. Instead they all were buisying themselves with something, wether it was looking through class notes, or just walking around in circles.
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