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James's marriage was over.

    His dark mood wasn't helped when the Vampires and Demons War happened.

    His work for the shady Sir Charles was the impetus for his sudden ruin.

    And, for James, he now entered a new kind of Hell.

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II

James took time to clear his wasted head.

     He staggered around, then he collapsed near the black colored, sex stained wall near Mist Gate Castle, and he knew that his life was over.

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III

"Are you ok, Sir?", a prostitute asked, as she lifted James up with her small, right hand.

      "Aye, bad night Miss" James answered, "My marriage is o'er. An' I was thrown oot o' my Pub. An Hell is all o'ewr London Twon", James slurred his words.

      "Aye, please come with me...Ye can sleep on a spare bed. And then you can pay me afterwards", the prostitute said.

       'Wot's yer name, luv?", James asked.

         "Amy" Amy answered.

          "James", James said, as he was taken to The London Brothel as Amy kissed him...And smiled, as her red eyes gleamed with mischief.

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