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The man, a Mr. Gold, wore a black colored waistcoat, a white shirt, black trousers, a white colored bow tie, black boots, and a black hat on his head.

     He held a pistol in his right hand, as if he knew that the demons were around.

     His brown eyes focused on the darkness; his short, brown hair glistened in the eerie moonlight, as he continued walking up the cracked, dirty, cobbled roads of London Town...The hellish, fiery embers of Loki's destruction left the town burning.

     Suddenly he stopped walking.

     And, then, he saw a girl.

     She was looking around, as if she was lost.

     She wore a black, frilly dress, and was barefoot.

      She was sipping something from a dirty glass.

      "You'll get a disease", Mr. Gold, a gold collector, said.

      "Wot" the girl said.

       "A disease" Mr. Gold said, pointing to the dirty glass.

        "But I'm hungry!", the girl said.

         "This is London...We're always hungry. The Politicians won't feed the poor...Or the 'omeless; or the Mad...The locals get mad, angry. And, I intend to pr..." Mr. Gold, looked on as the girl drank the unclean liquid.

          Her eyes turned black as night.

          Then she collapsed.

           Mr. Gold then moved towards her.

           Then she opened her eyes.

           And then she flew into the air.

           And came down again.

           And, as she did so, she bit off Mr. Gold's right arm, severing tendons and arteries in the process.

            The demon-girl then smiled as she ate it, savoring the taste of flesh and blood. The rest of Mr. Gold's body thudded to the ground, and the hunger of the demon mania had had started.

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