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[sly_mcmillian]

BITCHES BETTER PREPARE THEMSELVES! PREPARE...NOAH...FOR THERE'S A STORM COMING. TWO STORMS. TWO STORMS!

Monitors and BEEPING and needles and doctors couldn't keep ME there.  Not even a dead body (an ALIVE body now!).  Siting (alone...BUT NOT FOR LONG) in this roach infested box of a room THEY call a hotel.  Would gladly pay extra (DID PAY EXTRA)

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[sly_mcmillian]

*Turns off the lights in his motel. Walks over to the window and violently jerks the curtains closed with one hand while his other hand clutches a piece of paper*

Soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon, soon.

*Continues muttering while he squats indian-style on the carpet in front of the end of the bed. Lights three candles and places them around him. Pulls the world map in his hand and sits it in front of him on the floor. Grabs a knife that sits to his left and uses it to slice open his finger. Catches a little of the blood in 2 jars full of powder and uses a shred of cloth to tie onto his finger to stop the bleeding. Picks up the jars, one in each hand and scatters their contents on top of the map. Slowly, the map begins to glow in two small dots, one in California and one in Florida. He smiles to himself. The map stops glowing and he tosses it aside. He pulls himself up on his knees and reaches passed the candles until his fingertips touch an atlas. Flips through the atlas until he finds a specific page. Lays the page down and begins the spell again, sprinkling the powder onto the page. Only one dot appears on this page*

SebAstian, FloRidA...heRE I cOme!!!!!!!