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8 years ago…
She dashed as fast as her legs would carry her, grinning to herself. After 5 miserable months, it had been done. Was that sulfur she smelled? Was that a five year olds voice screaming “Daddy? Daddy?” Or was that just the crackle of fire?
Suddenly, she felt the concrete drop underneath her. She dropped right onto a bean bag and immediately looked around, her eyes landing on a figure sitting on a throne that looked like it was made from scrap metal.
“Teresa,” he said in a quiet and deadly voice,” Is the execution….executed?”
No matter how many times Teresa saw him, he always unnerved her. “Yes,” she replied.
“And the boy?”
“Alive just like you wanted,” Teresa answered.
“Excellent. We can now move onto stage two. Alert Malazar and Benozite. Fire up the Machine. Oh, and, keep an eye over the boy. He is crucial to my plan.”
“Yes Master,” said Teresa, “I will not disappoint you.”
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