DAWGs 5 Prelude: Final Straws DAWGs Episode 5 Prelude:Final Straws It was either late at night or early in the morning. Hard to tell. Jane was starting to lose track of time. She hadn’t been to her own home in a while. Maybe it was because she had too much work to do, or perhaps she was frightened of stepping out of her office. Either way, she wasn’t letting on what the problem was, nor was she letting on that she hadn’t slept in several days- not since Grecca’s surprise visit. Even Jim hadn’t seen her. Unbeknownst to Jane, Grecca was faring no better, and was just as restless as her former icon. The exchange of words mustered old fee
DAWGs: Impending Crossroads 1 All was quiet in Spektre. The darkness brought sleep to the weary heads of its citizens; a kind of serenity they had not experienced in many years. The stillness blanketed the town, save but a ripple emerging from the Sheriff’s Station. A dark figure slinked through the back-alleys, lurking in the shadows, making sure it was not seen by prying eyes. As the figure cautiously approached the door, it looked over its shoulder one last time. Just as it did so, the door opened a crack and a hand swiftly reached out and pulled the figure into the Statio
DAWGs: Impending Crossroads 2 “My my my my my,” a cold voice pierced the dimly lit Power Plant warehouse. “Another beautiful morning in Spektre, eh Grecca?” “Indeed, sir,” Grecca replied, emerging from a dark corner to approach Big Bug’s makeshift throne. “And how did the town sleep, my dear?” Big Bug inquired with a malicious grin. “They slept well, sir, and quiet,” Grecca answered straight-faced. Big Bug’s expression changed a bit. “Oh? That’s disappointing.” Big Bug tucked his fist under his chin as he held a slab of meat up before a feral Doar
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