Prolougue

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The Gravel crunched underneath his feet as he approached the log cabin.Finally after ten years he would succeed.And this time nothing would get in his way.He would make sure of that.He ascended the steps to the house and knocked three times on the oak door.After a few minutes the door opened a crack."Hello?"said a mans voice.He let himself in."Remember me Fordsie?" He said manically. Ford nodded,and he started to speak "Bill,I don't know what you want,but I'm demanding that you leave my property imediantly."Bill Laughed"Six fingers,you really thought you could get rid of me so easily?Its funny how dumb you are.You know what I want,and I'm prepared to do anything to get it.So either you give it to me or I take it from you.Its your choice."Ford stuttered out the word "never".Bill grew furious and he snapped his fingers.Following this Ford fell to the floor with a thud.Bill stepped over his body and ransacked the house until finally he found what he was looking for.He clutched the dusty book in his right hand.He wiped off the leather cover with his other hand to reveal a golden six fingered hand that bore the number four.Finally he found what he had been looking for.

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