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Metal Fire #9: "False Maria", part 3 Afternoon passed into twilight, twilight to evening, evening to a dark, dry night. A light breeze came off from his left somewhere, and the tickle of a cloth or…

He sat in a windowless, off-white office, enduring the dilbert-esque monotony of fluorescent lights and endless paper work. His in-box was long ago buried with time reports and project status updates…

A solitary figure sat in a darkened room, Oakenfold music blaring from a set of strategically placed surround sound speakers. Cleverly scented candles in jars were everywhere, on tables, chairs, and…