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What demon lies here? Peter asked, pointing at an abandoned gravestone, filled with pagan

drawings.

I do not know, Peter. But I sense darkness said Victor as he inspected the tomb. Its latin,

amongst others

And what does it say? Read it!

No, Peter. Who knows what dreadful curse has been cast upon this grave? Victor refused,

turning to leave.

Read it, or die! Peter took out a gun, looking evily at Victor.

Fool! You will kill us

Now, you bastard! he charged the gun.

Victor threw him pitiful glances and sat in front of the tomb, taking a deep breath and

murmuring He who reads this, Remember how ignorance is bliss, And read not further

stillhe stopped, his voice trembling.

Did I tell you to stop?

Peter, pleaseVictor begged.

Go on! the man said as he hit Victors head with the gun.

For if you do, your soul shall fill, With passion, rage, hate and murder, But by now, you have

read further, And I thank you, sweet stranger, For the world again shall be inhis body

shiveredas he felt fear creeping in Danger.

As he whispered the last word, the wind began to blow with fury, raising dirt and leaves,

bringing all the clouds together, blackening the sky.

Saints forgive me for what I have unleashed Victor closed his eyes, blinded by the

shimmering light that shined from the grave.

Aaah, blessed be the tomb raiders a feminine voice said, laughing. To whom shall I give my

thanks?

To me! Peter stepped in front of the eerie, beautiful woman that appeared before them.

To you? she raised an eyebrow. And that man over there?

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No one. My slamy apprentice he slowly pushed Victor away.

Your slave? Very well, then read the engraving once again.a faint smile could be seen on her

dead, cold lips as Peter stammered. No? I knew it. Now you become my slave. The last thing

Peter felt was how his soul was pulled slowly out, leaving his frail, limp body to fall.

Victor watched helplessly as the man he so much despised died slowly, colouring the womans

cheeks.

There, there. No need to be afraid, love. She sat on her knees, softly resting her hand on his

back.

Pplease dont take my soul. Be gone, demonVictor tried to whisper, his eyes closed, his

body shaking.

My, but youre so tenseso much fear and despair. The demonessdrew closer, petting his

cheek.

Victors mind raced, trying to plan his escape. He took out a small celtic cross, hoping it would

save him.

What is your name, mortal? she smiled, slowly removing the cross from his trembling hand.

VVictorhe mumbled. His heart beat faster and faster as the woman stared in his eyes.

Victorhow very nice to meet you. You have my gratitude. You have set me free.