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Name: Simon Birth Year: 1993 Important to Know About Me: I am asexual. My lack of interest in/borderline aversion to sex also applies to how I role play. I strongly prefer keeping sex scenes brief or skipping over them completely. Many impregnation methods in my personal-interest plots are usually non-sexual. However, I do like romance and non-sexual kink scenes. My Contacts Email: [email protected] Discord: SimonBrownMpreg#8045 No Skype, Kik, YIM Photoswapping: no Webcam Sharing: no My Rules Only male/male relationships No sex scenes Carrier-only My Characters Cis-males Cunt-boys Femme Boys Male Trans Intersex Aliens Fantasy Species Anthro Furry Kemonomimi/Neko My Style Third-person Narrative Short Sentences Paragraphs Short Term Long Term World Building OOC Communication My Brood Preferences Extreme - Top tier Hyper - Top tier Extreme Singleton - Top tier - Large Singleton - Middle tier Hyper Singleton - Middle tier Egg Hyper - Middle tier - Multiples - Bottom tier - Singleton - No My Growth Preferences Rapid - Top tier Growth Spurts - Middle tier Normal - Bottom tier Delayed - No My Gestation Preferences Normal - Top tier Prolonged - Top tier Perpetual - Middle tier Infinite - Bottom tier My Labor Preferences Labor/Birth Denial – Yes Labor/Birth, Graphic – No Labor/Birth, Pain – Yes with input from RP partner Labor/Birth, Duration – Yes with input from RP partner My Birth Preferences Bellybutton – Top tier Magically-Aided – Top tier - Anal/Cloaca – Middle tier Cesarean – Middle tier - Vaginal – Bottom tier - Throat – No Penis – No Other – No My "Top Tier" Plot Elements Adventure Dark Horror Mythology Occult Supernatural Anthro furry Kemonomimi/Neko Fantasy species God Angel Devil/Demon Mutant Creature/Monster Captive Dubious consent (dubcon) Sacrifice My "Middle Tier" Plot Elements Domestic Dystopian Fantasy Medical Medieval Modern Human Tentacle Consent Experiment Mafia Survival My "Bottom Tier" Plot Elements Sci-fi Alien Egg/Ovi Slime Parasite Non-consent (noncon) My "No Tier" Plot Elements Historical School Sports Superhero Android Feral furry Object Bursting Denial Mutual Transformation My "Yes" Interests, Non-Sexual Lactation Tentacles Eldritch Horror Plot-Centric Gore Stretchmarks; faint Gentle Fetal Movement Active Fetal Movement Emeto; strictly hurt/comfort or unaided distress My "Yes" Interests, Kink/Romantic Fluff (mild) Belly Worship Pain/Struggling Height Difference Bellybutton/Navel Play Aggressive Fetal Movement Volatile Fetal Movement Food Play/Stuffing (mild) May-December Romance (a.k.a. Age Gap) My "No" Interests, No Exceptions Vore Unbirth Body Hair God-modding Excessive Cum Fetishized Gore Gaping or Fisting Bodily Waste Play Double+ Penetration Heterosexual Romance Graphic or Drawn Out Sex Violent or Aggressive Rape Hyper Scrotum, Penis, Ass Pedophilia (personal standard: under 17 / over 21) You can also visit my F-List

⚠The Following Role play/Request forum May have Information Some May Find Upsetting And Or Triggering Read At Own Risk⚠ Topics That Maybe Be Covered What I Expect From You 1.)Proper Censor Ship Of Sensitive Scenes 2.)Respecting My Own Trigger List 3.) For You To Tell Me When Your Uncomfortable 4.)A Proper Oc Profile 5.)Do Not Use Preexisting Characters 6.)Communication 7.)YOU MUST BE +18 Killers Oc List Brief Victims List Plots (●'◡'●)I'm also open to plot ideas (●'◡'●)

"Ju-on is a curse born of a strong grudge held by someone who died. The place of his death gather his grudge. Anyone who comes in contact with this curse shall lose his life and a new curse is born." Some of you might have only watched the american version called The Grudge(2004, Takashi Shimizu), which is a remake on Ju-on. There are however several (japanese) Ju-on movies, namely; Ju-on [the grudge] (2002) Ju-on [the grudge] 2 (2003) Ju-on [the curse] (2000) Ju-on [the curse] 2 (2000) Director: Takashi Shimizu Ju-on shiroi rôjo [white ghost] (2009) Director: Ryûta Miyake Ju-on kuroi rôjo [black ghost] (2009) Director: Mari Asato Ju-on no yakata [Ghost gate](2003) Director: Makoto Yamaguchi [the eng. titles*] They all evolve around the house and the people being affected, but in various angles and story-lines. Most focus on the girl with long black hair and her young son, but others on the people being affected by the curse. The grudge, the curse, white ghost and black ghost stories are all written by Takashi Shimizu and thus have some similarities. Screenplays on the white & black ghost are written by Ryûta Miyake and Mari Asato respectivly). However, Ju-on no yakata has a whole different plot and is placed in an old castle and is not really linked with any of the others. It is a part of a series called Kyofu Yawa. (this one I haven't watched, I have no idea if it's the same kind of ghost as in the rest of the Ju-on movies) Anyway, feel free to discuss them here

Does anyone know any good horror manga? (Or Manhwa?) I've been in the mood to read them lately. Here's a list of what I already read -One Missed Call (Saw the first movie, but no the second. Dx) -Goth -Ibitsu -The Castle -Tokyo Red Hood (Weirdest manga I have ever read. Also for 18+ unless you don't mind nudity and gore.) -Le Portrait De Petite Cossette

In the year 2209, 70% of humanity had perished in a nuclear attack while the other 30% fled to underground bunkers hidden deep underground, the Yukari-Kamakura Foundation had built the bunkers in case of a full scale war between countries, each bunker could hold up to 5,357,143 people, there were bunkers scattered across the world though only fifty were completed by the time the bombs hit. over 625,000,000 people died outside waiting for entrance. Now 400 years after the countdown ended the bunkers are opening so the human race can once again walk the surface. Bio: Name: Yukito Fujikawa Age: 19 years old Look: Hair color: Blond(Long) Skin: Pale Height: 5'6" Weight: 132 LBS History: Yukito was born in the London Bunker, He was raised to fight in the pits for the amusement of the rich however at the announcement of the bunker alarms being rang the fights had ceased and the fighters were being prepared to take their first steps onto the crust of the earth, what they saw, what Yukito saw would forever change his life. _______________________________________________________________________________________ Yukito stepped out of the moss covered door that had creaked and wailed as it opened, he looked to both sides of himself, the other fighters shared the same look of anxiousness, some were armed with metal sticks others armed with knives but they all remained still as if waiting for permission to leave, feeling a nudge to his left shoulder he proceeded out of the entrance and he took a rickety elevator up to the surface followed by the others, once the group saw the desolate wasteland of what had once been London they cheered as they hadn't started dropping like flies, the air was no longer contaminated and they could begin their work though the smiles they wore quickly faded as noises got their attention, at first it seemed like the buildings were just creaking and it made a few boys laugh. A boy to the right of Yukito tried to wave down what he thought was a survivor, that was not the case. One figure became two, two were eight, soon the boys were pushing and shoving trying to re-enter the bunker however the elevator gave out and fell over 2000 ft back down killing half of the people who'd surfaced, the lucky ones who stayed away from the elevators scattered in an attempt to out run their pursuers. Yukito ran quickly towards a building, though decimated it would make better shelter than staying out in the open. He hunkered down in what he guessed was a coffee shop from the magazines he'd caught glimpses of back in the bunker. The screams of terror made him shiver as people of all ages were torn to shreds right outside of his hiding spot.

Creative title. I really have no idea what I was thinking... I'm not going to post the description on here since it could be sensitive material to some. Basically I'm looking for someone who is comfortable with heavy gore and psychological themes. Not afraid to contribute to the plot with twists and turns. I'll keep it brief on here, but if you are down for something like this feel free to send me a PM and we can discuss it more.

The story is set in the far future (Obviously), In the Zeta Star-system, colonies have been vanishing within minutes after terrifying reports of attacks come in, the latest colony to go dark (Metaphorically) was on Elios, a prosperous jungle-like planet, reports of voices calling out for help using a radio reaches a ship that was headed toward the planet, seemingly too late to turn around the captain agrees to see what's going on, there they find gore covered buildings and the sunlight of the planet only makes it more terrifying when the bodies are slowly discovered. Inside the nearest building the crew hears a scream for help, as they enter a neko frantically runs to the captain begging to leave. (This can be altered slightly but I'd enjoy doing this and I hope someone also thinks it's a good idea)

b l a c k ~ s k y l i n e ブラックスカイライン O P E N I N G ~ T H E M E P L O T This is set in modern time Tokyo, Japan and centered around the "Night of Blood", a cosmological event occurring every thousand years when the moon's cumulative rage can no longer be tamed. Murders have been occurring a few days after the "Night of Blood". There have been an increase disappearances and victims throughout Tokyo. Autopsy reveal the bodies of men, women, and children grotesquely disfigured with the organs no longer identifiable due to the mangled conditions. The insanity awaits... T H E ~ P L A Y E R ~ I N F O Your character (can be Japanese, half Japanese, or from another country but comprehends Japanese) arrived in Tokyo either before or after the first "Night of Blood". He will be working for a private supernatural detective agency known as The Arbiters of the 23rd Ward as a transferred agent. Your character and the other player's character will be completing a request on tracking down the cause of these mysterious and brutal deaths. Your character is *required* to be human. He can have "supernatural abilities" such as clairvoyance, mediumship, and minimal "magic" skills however at the end of the day your character can not walk on water, lift cars without strain, or be immune to curses, and etc. T H E ~ OOC ~ I N F O Hello there, I will be playing as the GM (Game Master) for this game. As the Game Master I will be responsible in keeping the story flowing. This includes describing to you guys the environment and events as well as playing the NPCs or Monsters that your characters will interact with. We will work together to create a fun and suspenseful environment where your characters will be fleshed out as well as tested with different scenarios. All that I ask since this is a R18+ game is for you to tell me at any point if you are uncomfortable with the setting or the actions of the NPC. The monsters and events will have gruesome scenes however I can tone it down upon request but not halfway through a scene if you choose to tell me too late. This is a DARK game. Meaning that if you are uncomfortable with murder, mentions of murder or the description of gore then I highly recommend that you check something else. With that being said despite it being a DARK game, there will be elements of "slice of life", "romantic", and "comedy" scenes. I expect all players to keep their characters -in character- and to avoid making them overpowered like superhero characters. That is why I stated in the player info that I want your characters to be human with a limit on the supernatural ability. I want you as the players to trust that I won't kill your characters, there will be scenes where your characters could get hurt or be trapped but at the same point I am not out to get your character just to -tell the story-. That's right folks I just want to tell a suspenseful horror thriller story with BL elements in it. ~R E Q U I R E M E N T S~ 1. Paragraph poster: Please be able to post a minimum of 1 paragraph per post. 2. Be able to respond within 5 days. You don't have to post right away but in order to keep the story coming I ask that you post in 5 days and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE keep the post in order. Unless I explicitly tell you to skip my turn please follow the sequence. 3. Be creative. 4. Be respectful. 5. Open to communication. If you are not going to be able to post then let me know so I can postpone it depending how long you need or figure out another way to continue the story without leaving you out. ~Post a Reply if INTERESTED~

Rin's character: Thick, white light appeared in his view and blinded him for a moment. Muffled sounds, voices, reaches his ears, and as his once more opened his emerald eyes, his sight was nothing but a blur. Before his senses could return to him, a stinging pain demanded his attention. The brunette boy wanted to reach for his shoulder, the location of the pain, though the moment of trying to move his hands was also the moment of realisation. His view finally cleared, showing a large circle-formed room with luxurious tables and benches, full of people. No, undead people. Vampires. He could smell them. He recognized the scent of death and blood on them. Panic filled him for a moment, his eyes widened. Blood was still oozing out of the huge bite wound on his shoulder, his wrists hurt from fighting with the ropes around them, and his legs were paralyzed by chains. The atmosphere was intimidating. He was sitting on some kind of stage made out of wood, with an audience sitting in dimmed light, while bright headlights were aiming him. All those eyes, piercing stares, expressionless orbs that would look through him, right into his soul. As he glanced down on himself, he was delighted to find clothes on himself, though it more looked like a straight-jacket in the form of a onezie for adults. The material was as white as snow and stood in great contrast to black belts snaking around his figure. The beast had his animalistic ears lowered in confusion, before he finally shot a deadly glare into the crowd looking at him. Who did they think they were, observing him like he was fresh meat? Katsuya bared his teeth, as if ready to bark, before his ears shot into the ear. A step, two steps, three. Next to him appeared a shadow, though as the werewolf attempted to look up, one of the headlights blinded him for a second. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Did you really think our auction was over yet?! What a shame! I almost feared some of you leaving," a voice spoke, holding a microphone, the echoes resounding through the room. "Ah, to be fair, I was surprised myself! Though, our dear 'best seller' brought in an extra product in the last second.. And here it is! Ladies and Gentlemen! He is said to be fast, stronger than the ordinary red wolf, his senses sharper then the ones of a wildcat, and claws thicker than the ones of an adult grey wolf! .." A hand gestured to the boy. "The rare silver werewolf!" Katsuya narrowed his eyebrows and growled. He knew his species was endangered and he had also heard of vampires using them for several things. Slaves, bed partners, pets... Werewolves did indeed own the ability of enduring a vampire's strength. Reports of vampires sleeping with humans and accidentally killing them during the act had also reached his ears a few years ago. Out of nowhere, he suddenly turned his head and moved bite the hand pointing to him, though the moderator was quicker, pulling it back, chuckling a little nervously. "Maybe also a little bitchier than cats!" The man did an elegant step forward, smiling again at his audience. "For everyone who hasn't heard yet of this strange wolf kind, their genes evolved from the so-called golden wolves, which went extinct about 200 years ago. They were said to be taller than tigers, quicker than leopards and stronger then bears. However, they didn't stand a chance against our vampire king eventually, of course.." Katsuya glared at the orator, before his glimpse went back to the vampires at the other end of the room. This was not good. This was an auction. Therefore not good. His pack was anywhere... and he was surrounded by bloodsuckers! Shit!

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I'm looking for a dominant role-play partner, I'm into a wide range of things so if you think your fetish might be out there, lets talk about it. I'm pretty flexible with everything. I fancy fantasy kind of role-play's with demons and angels, and all kinds of things i can also kick it with an average life kind of role-play as well Please message me if you're interested in forming a role-play idea together or I have some idea's as well sitting the back of my mind ready to go! ^-^ Let me know! I don't bite hehehehe~ Some genre's I dig: Horror/Romance/Fantasy/Phycological/Mature/Action/Drama/ [ so...yeah hit me up ;3]

It was night time, and the streets were quiet, and for the most part, empty. There was no wind, and it looked like a storm was on it's way, as the sky was filled with dark clouds, and the air was humid. A distant roll of thunder could be heard. The whole scene was ominous, and had every right to be, considering what was going to take place. A shadow slips through the blackness of the alleyways, jumping up onto fire escapes, leaping from roof to roof, to drop back to the ground twenty feet below once more. A silver glint could be seen in the figure's hand. A gun. But it was no ordinary gun, it was a gun that had killed, and killed so many individuals. And the one pulling the trigger craved to do it again. They were following someone, tracking an individual, to kill them. The killer, a male with glowing red eyes, had been hired to rid the streets of a particular person. A certain loan shark that was becoming to big for his proverbial britches. The goal? Snuff him out as quickly as possible, by any means neccesary. He grins, as he spots the target, his trigger finger itching to be used. "Time to die, Kazuki Usaeki." He mutters to himself, as he waits for the perfect moment. A drop of rain falls, and lands on his cheek, but he pays no heed. Even when the rain began to pour harder, and he becomes completely soaked, he ignores it, his eyes staring at the man, watching him go inside a building, probably to do business. And so he waits. Who is this person? Unon. The shadow. Shade. Blood Raven. Death Incarnate.

[table=width: 300, align: center] [tr] [td] The Building of Utopia [/td] [/tr] [/table] [table=width: 500, class: outer_border, align: center] [tr] [td] ▲▽Plot△▼ [/td] [/tr] [/table] [table=width: 350, align: center] [tr] [td] [/td] [/tr] [/table] [table=width: 500, class: outer_border, align: center] [tr] [td] Character Sheet [/td] [/tr] [/table] [table=width: 500, align: center] [tr] [td] [/td] [td] [/td] [/tr] [/table] The tapping of heels against the tiled floor was all that filled the silence between the patients. The city had just adopted a procedure of having all residents to take a weekly dosage of medicine. The substance was said to be able to sterilize all bacteria or virus; therefore not to spread the common cold through any sexual transmitted diseases. The scientists have said to worked on the injection for years now. Even before the build of Utopia. A miracle was what it was. Grey orbs scanned the area with caution. Sadao was not liking the idea. Such a injection, to him, seemed fatal. He had never thought that such a cure would come for yet another eternity. Sure he could feel more patients tense as well, albeit neither doubted any of what was happening. At least that was the way it seemed. Tadashi did, however, hear others outside the facility discussing their disapproval, and fear. Some even going as far as refusing the free offer. Could it really be a place of purity, if many went against such a marvel accomplishment. --Tsk...what absurdity. Here I am being hypocritical when I too do not wish to take such a substance. Isn't life filled with colds and diseases. For some to die as an infected whore, while even an innocent is dying of the same cause. Life isn't meant for such a city, but...this is genius. I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised. We humans are here after all. A smirk formed over the teen's lips as a light voice called out his name. Standing with a stretch, the brunette yawned and sluggishly dragged himself to a room to receive his first dosage.

Hey, everyone whose interested! I made a visual novel called "Mera Woods" Info and download link can be found here: http://z-brooke.tumblr.com/zb-vn It's my first VN, about a girl who is looking for her missing sister in the dangerous fairy woods. The images (Characters and backgrounds), the writing, and the programming was done by me. ^^ It's not too scary, but it is a horror game, with some intense moments, so be warned. It's super short, too, it'll take you less than ten minutes, most likely, to play through to the good ending and get the alternative ends. Also, it's available for Mac, Windows, and Linux. If you're interested and play it, I'd love to hear some feedback. I'm not likely to make a second edition of this game, but I will keep it in mind for my next one! Thank everyone!

Name: Saito Hiroshima Age:19 Looks: short spiky purple hair. Bright green eyes with child like features. Height is 5'7. Personality: He's short tempered and slightly bratty. But in truth, he can be really sweet and caring. Even if he denies it later. Short Bio: Saito grew up in Osaka,Japan. He lived with his little sister Naomi and his father who owns his own fashion company. When he was 10,his mother went off for what she said was an urgent meeting. But later she was found dead in a parking lot. In what seems to be a robbery gone wrong. Saito was never the same since. He easily snapped at people causing him not to have so many friends. He doesn't even smile anymore. But what he never understood,was what kind of meetings his mom was going to. And why was she killed? What was she hiding from him?

What If Character Catalogue Yukio- pink Kouu- light blue Yuu- green Extras- white Chapter one What if…. What if. What if was a word that came to Yuu’s mind reputedly. What if was the only thing that let his imagination run wild. Especially from the place he was from. It was always day in day out. Nothing really to it. It would be a great surprise if anything actually did happen. Life was so boring for him. There was no point of it he though sometimes. Little did he know, one decision he made could affect his life greatly. There he sat, at his usual spot by the window at his last period class on day 2. He sighed into his hand that held his falling head up. His eyes suddenly averted from the board and to the clouds outside of the window. The sight of them blowing back as usual made him die of boredom. He couldn’t wait to get out of school, just so he could go home, do his homework, get a snack and then find something to entertain him for the rest of the evening. Riiiiiiiiiing! Finally. The bell rang. He got up and gathered his things to leave as his teacher slipped in a reminder of the homework over the loud noises of the chairs moving and the chattering in both the classroom and hallway. He walked the same route to his boring locker, saying hi to his friends who he’d occasionally pass. He’d open up his locker then take out his bag, putting in his binder then adding other things such as his pencil case or a sweater. He would then close his locker then walked down the closest stairs to the exit of the school, leaving from the back to meet up with his friends. Yep. The same as usual. After he would meet up with all his friends, they would walk to the left side of the school then half of them would split up. They would talk about whatever before another 3 of them would split off, turning at the stop sign. After several minutes of walking, the 6 would become 2. It would be just him and Yukio. They would talk about the most stupid stuff ever. Well he would anyways. They would turn on her street and eventually get to her house. He would sometimes come in for a drink of water or a light snack despite his mom telling him to come straight home. She wouldn’t know anyways, she doesn’t come home until late. For ten minutes plus, he would have to walk by himself. If he was lucky, he would see his neighbours and get a ride from them. But today he didn’t. It was almost like magic to him how it could be such a cold day in the morning yet be so hot in the evening. He just wanted a break, since he decided to not go to Yukio's home today. He went to the park, to swing. Despite his age, he was pretty childish. He placed his bag on to the blue bench that was always behind the swings. He took in a deep breath and let it all out. He was quite surprised he didn’t see his cousin and his friends that usually filled the park around that time. He began to swing. He loved the feeling of the wind that blew threw his hair but this time, the wind was stronger than he thought. The white fluffy clouds he once saw was then gray and blowing faster and faster across the evening sky. He simply got off the swing, placing a blue umbrella he had in his bag, over his back so his stuff didn’t get wet. He walked back to the swings and started to swing again. It wasn’t like the rain was gonna do him anymore harm; it was more fun this way anyways. Not long after, the rain came pouring down. It was at the point where it hurt when it touched his soft pale skin. He got off the swing one last time, running to his back and umbrella. He couldn’t help but laugh at how wet he was. As he walked, the rain cooled. If it wasn’t for the things in his bag and the hard rain, he would have been legit dancing in the rain. Later on, he reached the last block to get to his house. Sometimes, he would feel socially escalated from everyone else since he was the last house on this road that seemed to have no end yet did. He reached in his pocket, taking out his wet key in his wet pocket. Somehow this day seemed a bit more interesting from every other day. He stepped up to his door and unlocked it, being frightened by the thunder's roar. He closed his door then locked it. His house was dark. He hated the dark. He did his usual call to see if anyone was home. Not a soul. He sneezed then rubbed his nose. He then noticed how chilled his wet uniform was. He took off his shoes and socks, plopping off his surprisingly dry bag on the floor beside the two wet objects. He walked upstairs, taking off his clothing, including his underwear, and then placing them all in the washing machine. He got out new clothing which was rather big on him but it was warm. He walked into his room and sat on his bed as he opened up his laptop to work on his prezi. He sighed, finally about to relax when he heard three knocks. At first he ignored it but then he heard it once again. He was somewhat creeped out but then he turned on all the lights as he went down stairs. He walked over to the door and shockingly, there was no one there. He shook it off, thinking it was just his imagination. He crept over to the kitchen. He couldn’t get over how cold it was downstairs compared to his room which was always hot. He opened both the fridge and cupboard at the same time as usual to see what was there. Lasagna… pizza… bento for lunch tomorrow…. Sukiyaki… oo cake! He got out the cake, then a fork and plate and began eating, but before he could even take a bite, thunder and lightning flashed, one right after the other. He nearly dropped his cake as he saw a figure appear at his back window right after the lightning flashed. Those three knocks… he heard them once again… what was it? He was curios enough to walk up to it but chicken enough not to go. He heard the door push open but no one or nothing move. The figure that was once outside was now in front of him. He got so scared; he fell off the chair he sat on. “AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!! WHO ARE YOU?! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE DAMN IT!!!” he screamed, but the figure said nothing. Suddenly, this day wasn’t so boring. {H-hello e-everyone! U-um…. Th-this is my f-first s-story... So… um... t-thanks f-for r-reading an-and i h-hope y-you l-like it! pl-please tell m-me h-how to improve on the n-next ch-chapter! once again, t-thanks f-for reading! P.S. y-yes i know this chapt. is short b-but the n-next w-will b-be l-longer }

Saito walked through the corridor of the university, his purple hair swaying side to side. He ignored the stares he got from the other university students. He glanced out the window,watching the snow fall silently to the ground. He continued walking. He's now a freshman in college and it seems the gossip about him being some sort of werid purple headed childish kid has somehow traveled to his university. He hated it,how he had to pretend to be happy. But he had to,he can't show any weakness. He had to,for his father. The freshman had been walking aimlessly until he reached what looked to be the library. He opened the door which mad a eerie creaking noise. He poked his head through the doorway,seeing it empty,he walked in. Saito walked through the dusty library' Geez,do they ever clean this place?' He thought to himself,curling his face in disgust. He glanced down and saw a lone book laying on a nearby table. He looked around the empty room,looking for a sign that anyone was around. Seeing none,he slowly walked over to the table picking up the book.'It doesn't have a title...', He was examining the book when he heard a loud bang.