John Yeager is dead.  His attempt to slay me with his sword was an appetizing amusement before the main course of killing the oily oaf with my clutch.  To see someone who has caused so much fear experience dread himself was a moment that was sweet and deserved.

He quickly transformed into Dr. Longworth upon death.  The particulars evade me, but I have seen enough transformations in my time to feel that they are more the norm than the exception.  Quentin, however, was shocked, innocent youth that he is.  He feels that we should spread the tale wide.

Perhaps he is correct.



Leave a Comment ↓

No comments yet.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: