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Narrative to Street number 1 And the Dog barks at things that move in the shadows. Agent SAM were are you I wander these streets were my foot steps fall deaf on these unearthly stones. What have you found SAM the world changes as I speak. Stone crumbles to the touch the world is becoming a desolate place. Even the light it gives no comfort as I walk in this unearthly place. Windows they are but blank eyes staring at me watching my every move waiting to pounce should I stand to long. Agent SAM were are you I call out your name but my voice is but a whisper in this desolate place. That what has fallen from the sky must be returned it belongs not to our world and seeks to make its own world and there we have no place. SAM return that what should not be in our world it sparkles and is pleasing to the eye but it is a dark crystal from a cold place. SAS SAJ SOB I am SOR I seek that what has fallen and must not fail. I can hear the wolves and there unearthly howling they grow bolder and now hunt the streets and the dog barks no more............... More to come in Street 2 ;0) Loooollllll.....
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