An old hooded man cloaked in grey robes, walked the empty streets of St.Augustine, late one Friday night. The tall street lights casted a warm orange glow onto the paved cement, flickering when the hooded man walked by. Late night tourists roamed the empty streets and beach, taking pictures and not paying attention to the strange man dressed in robes, almost as if he wasn't even there.
The man eventually made his way into a small neighborhood along the shore. The houses were white and the yards were littered with palm trees and pure white sand. He strolled to the last house, a white two story building with many palm trees and a few surfboards littering the yard. He walked along the stone pathway to the front door, and lowered his grey hood, revealing his long grey hair and beard. There was a faint orange glow coming from one of the windows upstairs.
The man knocked on the light blue painted door, that stood out from the rest of the house. From inside, a tall man with messy brown hair, fidgeted with his bathrobe. He hurried downstairs to greet his most expected visitor. He messed with the lock, turning the key quickly, unlocking it. The door swung open and the old man stepped forward.
"Ah, Benedict! Come in! But try not to wake the baby." The owner of the home told Benedict.
Benedict took a few steps inside. "How old is your child, Samuel? 3 months I presume?"
Samuel nodded slightly. "Yes, 4 next month." He smiled. "Now, what was so important that you had to tell me in person this late at night?" He asked.
"Ah, yes. So old I almost forgot. It is time. Danger has been born this night. King Arthur rises again."
A look of fear was etched on Samuel's now pale face, and Benedict was gone.
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