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[color=gray][b]P[/b]aranormal. [b]R[/b]esearch. [b]I[/b]nvestigation. [b]E[/b]radication. [b]S[/b]yndicate.[/color]

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[B]St. Anthony’s Church of the Holy Flame: Friday, Dec. 14, 2016 - 8:02 P.M.[/B]

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As the church erupted into the kind of chaos one would expect from some freaky Lovecraftian horror, the pastor calmly watched them. Like his followers, he too began to transform. His skin became brighter until it emitted an eerie glow. His arms lengthened, becoming long and bony and his legs became thin and stalky. The round the vampire [@Wraithblade6] had fired in his direction would spark and wink out of existence against a strange milky-white barrier that flickered briefly into visible sight before disappearing. The pastor looked over at him, still wearing a smile that was becoming thinner as his lips and brows faded on his face. His blonde hair fell away, tumbling like hay down his shoulders, and his eyes sank into a pool of black.

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The church began to crack. The floorboards snapped and came loose, revealing another floor that was of an unusual black metal. Beams of light shot upwards through the floorboards and the floor beneath the pastor started to sink.

“It is a shame,” he spoke without moving his lips from its pleasant smile. His voice seemed to project from his very being as he crossed his stick-like arms over his chest and embraced himself. “I could have saved this world from itself. I could have given you all salvation.”

Bill was watching through the eyes of the various agents still in the building.

[color=gray][i]Well shit, he’s an alien, and he just escaped into a ship that’s beneath the god damn floor. WHAT ARE Y’ALL STILL DOIN’ IN THERE? GET THE HELL OUT BEFORE YOU DIE![/i][/color]

The alien ship was starting to rise out of the ground on thrusters. The pillars and rafters started to crack, crumble and tumble down. The ship was going to take off into the sky.

Bill’s voice specifically went to Aradia’s [@Witch Cat] ears as he ordered, [color=gray][i]If yer ass makes it out alive, I’m gonna need you to cast a spell to make anyone who might be watchin’ this science fiction flick forget what they saw!.....and I wanna see you in my office after this.[/i][/color]

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[h3]Enemy Numbers[/h3]

[b]Brood:[/b] [s]105[/s] Less

[b]Group Goals:[/b] 

[s]Escape without making matters worse.[/s]

Escape or die.

Wipe the minds of any bystanders.

[b]Extra Goals (Optional):[/b] 

Procure a cadaver for research.

[b]Foreshadow:[/b] [i]This won't be the last time you see the pastor.[/i]

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