Vala sat behind her desk looking at the document before her in bewilderment. It dident add up, yes this city was twisted but to what degree was the question on the table at this hour of night. Divers going missing, whites appearing from no ware, weird rat creatures and to top it all off the idiots at the golf course across the lake from her were breaking the cafeteria windows on a seemingly regular basis. What kind of war is fought without knowing the battle lines. Where should they be concentrating the bulk of there forces. Do the rat creatures pose a graver threat then the whites or is there something even more sinister? No battle was ever won fighting on so many fronts.
Sat Apr 12, 2008 4:34 pm