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"Hey!" She said as she walked up next to him, "you're Quest right? Are you feeling okay?" She knew for a fact that most people who ended up in these sorts of situations for the first time were a little shaken up. It was something of a desensitization process that took place with the Reapers over lost. Looking Quest up and down she wondered what his affiliation with the whole supernatural world. She knew he wasn't a Reaper, but he still was able to see the Lost.



This woman tore Quest away from his thoughts. She was a beautiful sight to see after all of the shit that he'd been through tonight. There was a warmth in her eyes that he didn't expect to see from someone in her line of work. Even Tekil, a man who was more of a father to him then his own maintained some kind of distance in his eyes. There was none of that in her eyes though.

"Yeah, that's me." With a sigh, the Maori rubbed his neck, and leaned against a rusty crate near the woman. "I've been better. I've seen those things before, but nothing like...this." Quest's eyes were shifting around, watching for signs of another attack.

"I'm Julie Adams," She said with a smile, "you were saying earlier that this place was being protected, do you know what's going on?"

"Yeah, you saw the spirits here right? The ones that didn't turn into those things." He motioned for Julie to follow him. Quest led her to several different spots in the warehouse where captive Maori ghosts were bound. "Some of them were workers here, but most of them were my people, the Maori. You probably heard em' yellin, it wasn't just gibberish, that was our tongue." He pointed to the area where the giant Lost used to stand. "That one was a guardian too. I think it used to be the leader. It said 'We're the guardians of this place, you won't enter again.' Roughly at least." He then pointed to the center of the room, where the seven hooded figures, and the Maori guardians stood.

"After that, those flames started to appear, they weren't real though. I think it's some kind of magic tied to this place. One of the guardians might have done it, some kind of time centered spell, I dunno," With his finger, he identified each spot where the seven men stood, "Seven hooded men. Their leader was holding a scythe. They were the ones that attacked this place before, by the looks of it, they're the cause of this whole thing. I don't know what they were after, but it left enough negative energy to cause a haunting of this scale. It might be worth your people looking into...they don't normally gather like this." His coworker's body was spread across the ground a few steps away from them all.

"What the fuck..."