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05-23-2003, 02:55 PM
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 ost_uid0]The scarred man looked up at Michael. Michael hated when he did that. The scarred man was much more comfortable to be around when you didn't see him. Not that he could see him - the room was pitch dark, as always. But he could [iost_uid0]feel[/iost_uid0] him looking at him."Have they found John yet?" the man asked. "They have," Michael answered. "Though they seem to be having... troubles. Encounters with fictional characters." "Excellent," mused the scarred man. "All is going according to plan." [i ost_uid0]What plan?,[/iost_uid0] Michael thought to himself, as always.[/colorost_uid0]
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