[Sodium_noir] FW: Mortals & Ghouls at play in Darktown

[Spikey]

NachrichtThe Troglodytes, Antoine, Onitt & the last of the Four
Nosferatu, Ghouls & Mortals

Antoine stopped his talk and pointed to a rusty gate in a rusty fence that
circumvented a big area right beside the river. Several long warehouse-like
buildings dotted the premises. Antoine opened the car door, jumped out and
slowly walked to the gate.

Antoine approached the gate, peering into the darkness for signs of life or
of activity. The others slowly left the vehicle.

A Dog barked somewhere. It sounded alone and hungry. Somewhere else another
hound answered with its own baneful call.

"Good evening!" said the darkness, and a figure stepped from the inky
blackness beyond the gate. He could have been three feet away and Antione
wouldn't have seen him until he spoke he was sure. "We remember you, out of
darktown with a flea in your ear?"

Before he could answer the gate was unlocked and it slid back with an awful
scraping sound. Metal on concrete as it was dragged open to reveal the yard
outside the Pumping station. Les Filles looked up at the old building, once
a monument to Gotham's Art Deco beauty, now a relic from a bygone age.
Against the blackness of the sky, figures moved.

What most had taken for a ragged flag worried at by the wind, disattached
itself and crawled down the elaborate front of the building. Several figures
in the darkness  were gathering at the foot of the pumping station and none
of them looked entirely as if they could walk with a normal gait.

"Welcome to our humble abode!" said the shrouded creature close to them, now
revealed to be encloaked in an oily dryasabone coat of indeterminate age and
a set of welding goggles. He threw out his arm and the gloved hand spread
wide to indicate the vehicle and its occupants should come right in. "We can
talk business inside ..."

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