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The black colored carriage was near the Redforth Manor.

     The four black horses neighed, as their hoofs clomped on the grey ground.

      As the thunder boomed, the evening continued.

      And, as demons moved around the town of London, lost in the dark shadows, they looked up at the ominous looking Redforth Manor...and shivered.

        The thief was now a new Demon.

         They sniffed the foul, black air.

         The black smoke from the chimneys of the factories were blowing the smoke into the atmosphere; smoke that was smoking without end.

          The whispers were loud:

         "The Thief is the One";

          "He is here";

           "Why did he come to London...Sir Charles is dead. Does he know he was murdered?";

           "He is in danger...grave danger".

           And then the whispers ended, as the darkness resumed to take its toll in London.

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