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It was as unassuming night as there ever was. Another night passing by still with no sign of the missing Master. So the search continued. Stone feet stomped slowly down the alleyway, trudging along in the mud, grime and rotted trash all other man of unspeakable refuse that collected in a gutter such as this.

The creature's single eye slid from side to side in the slot in its head, searching, ever searching for the Master that it had lost. A heavy stone hand pushed a dumpster aside with as much effort as one parts a blade of tall grass. It paused in its walk for a moment to observe a dumb who had died in his sleep there in the alleyway. The way it stood over him it was likely to give the wrong impression to the wrong people.