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      24 – The Maggots of Myrk

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      by Tower Curator It only took six hours before things went to shit. “That’s the twelfth cop car that’s gone in the opposite direction from us,” Daniel commented as Leslie pulled his oversized truck off to the side of the road, making way for the emergency vehicles. “Thirteenth… fourteenth,” he added as two more blazed through an intersection ahead of them. Erika watched them go, eyes drifting up to the turbulent column of smoke stretching up to the clouds. Leslie started pulling back into the street,…
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      23 – i – The Hermit

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      by Tower Curator Tucked away in the heart of Hyde Park, concealed behind a nondescript brick façade, Ren lounged in her small slice of paradise within the otherwise chaotic city of Chicago. To the uninitiated, it appeared as little more than an aging townhouse, but to those with the right eyes—or the right introductions—it opened a door to a whole other world. The heavy scent of incense hung in the air, mixing with the violet smoke that wafted from her long pipe. Carefully cultivated flowerpots hung throughout the…
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      22 – Everything, Nothing, A Baseball Bat

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      by Tower Curator Layer by layer, sense by sense, Erika felt herself peeled apart. Sound went first: the gunfire, the shouts, the screech of metal birds all stretched and warped, then snapped into a cacophonous silence. The bridge, the van, and her allies smeared into streaks of color, then into impossible geometries—shapes that hurt to look at, their colors did not exist. Smell and taste followed, but not quietly. The spiciest curry paled compared to the taste of reality. A violent explosion of every taste at once…
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      21 – Breaking the Bounds of the Ethereal Realm

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      by Tower Curator Erika’s good mood did not last long. As if attracted by the fight with the pale-tattooed man, flocks of metallic birds swarmed overhead. If there had been a sun in this place, they would have blotted it out. As it was, Erika didn’t know why she could see with no obvious source of light and, frankly, did not care. “Reload!” Erika shouted, passing her spent gun to one cultist whose name she still had not learned. They took it from her and passed her a loaded gun in return, which Erika snatched up,…
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      20 – The Cult of the Dead God

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      by Tower Curator Erika sat in the rear seat of The Warrior’s enchanted van, glowering out the window as they traveled away from the bird city, back toward the long, black cobblestone bridge. “Am I the only one who thinks we shouldn’t be headed toward the giant monster chained up under a bridge?” The Stalker asked, echoing Erika’s thoughts. Nothing about the situation felt good to Erika, but she didn’t exactly have better ideas. They were headed back to where Erika found herself after appearing in this…
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      19 – The Binding Chains

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      by Tower Curator The van jerked and shuddered, throwing its occupants around, as Erika tried to get them back to the ground. She kept one hand tight on the parking brake, depressing the release button and easing it forward, only to rip it back again once they started falling. It was slow, uncomfortable, and giving her a headache, but they were moving. If there was a better way down, The Stalker wasn’t saying. “Can’t believe he’s dead,” The Stalker said, gripping the handhold over the rear seat. “I…
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