Story Two, Chapter Three

Deep in the darkness, a small faint screen began to flicker. The man in the shadows' fingers stopped for a second as he turned to it. He raised a hand and pointed a long, withered finger to it. It came forward, resting in the air just beyond the mans hooked nose, glowing faintly. It displayed two words.

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An imperceptible change came over the man's face. A slight tightening and lifting at the edge of his lips. His smile was little different from the grimace of most men, but it mattered not to one in his position. He turned away, and the screen returned to its position. He stretched out his fingers, and began to type again into the air. The speaker was not yet finished.