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         Mihoko blinked, the voice echoing in his head... It was his master - the voice which would lead him from the darkness. He found the ability to come to his feet and did so, flexing his fingers as he opened to door and stood on the porch, raising his head - like a dog would do. He is your father - you are the son. The voices swirled around in is head continuously, part of the family, and part of the brethren.

         The Pursuer: "We've been here all along..." *He steps from a shadow of a tree behind Brody with his cane drawn to his back.*
Your pathetic all you do is talk about mankind... Its selfish... Productivity has ruined the minds and souls of the corrupt, and god has a vengeful wrath... I am his weapon of truth.

*He then sidekicks Brody in the right leg causing him to fall due to his massive stature, the blade move to his neck.*

The Pursuer: Pray to God for forgiveness... *Looks to The Leader angrily* ... Where is the kid?
*Places his blade to Brody's neck* Don't make me do it...I don't have to kill to save the boy... just hand him over.

         *The Leader is stood on a rock in the middle of the river, with two cultists kneeling in the waters below.*

The Leader: Do you want to hear a secret? A deep, dark secret that has haunted society since it began?
But first, Parents, I need you to stop lying to your children, because you're telling them that monsters aren't real, when they actually are, and every single person in the media world is a monster, controlled by the demons that live in the backs of their head, whispering thoughts into their brains and forcing them down onto their hands and knees.

*The Leader spins around on the rock like a child, before turning serious again.*

The Leader: But what are you going to do when I decide the time for fun and games is over? What happens when they all begin to walk upright? And that is the true reason why you come and look for me, because you're scared of me, you don't know who I am, What I am, or where I am. Well luckily for you, I'm going to tell you, I'm everything!

The Leader chuckles to himself.*

The Leader: I'm the dirt and grass between your toes, I'm the box for a pack of matches, and the air that surrounds you. Everything around you is a riddle, and things may seem different than they really are, thus is the mystery of me, open to the world's interpretation.
I'm coming for you, and when I find you, there's nowhere you can run...