Thread: Through the Looking Glass (ATTN:ST 4/22/10)

**As you search through the web of interconnected thoughts, images, and memories, you come closer and closer to the one you want, but it is taking time. As it happens, you begin to get a sense of being watched, almost as if something is just outside the corner of your 'sight' darting around to keep from being looked at ever.

Then you feel the touch of the mind you seek and as you enter into conversation, you could almost feel laughter, cold and heartless.**

"Maddalena," the girl says across the connections you have established.

Maddalena noticed the other entity following her through the strands of chaos, she was almost certain who it was, but this was far more important. Even if he got her here, this message must be delivered.

"Sister, I bear grave tidings. I have been told that Benjamin Walker has already arrived or will be arriving shortly under the knowledge that Mr. Morgan is in danger. But it is imperative that you understand the severity of the situation. No matter who else dies, Morgan *must* survive. He has become a key and must be allowed to fulfill his purpose. And so, I must deliver a message that was delivered to me...
(insert vision relayed from AJ's mind as given to him by the Twins)
Please, if you are amenable, I will come visit you again soon to find out how things went."

Her body laid perfectly still on the soft mattress, trusting that no one would disturb her.

Emotion floods the connection, fear, loathing and anger as the vision is passed over.

"Surely they would not dare!" she says with great venom in her mental voice. "Sister, thank you for this information. We have been under heavy attack but we cannot determine they why of it, this is an abandoned city in the middle of nowhere, yet the Sabbat keep coming at us in waves.

It seems they will ramp up their attempts. I will take this directly to Justicar Morgan."

"I only hope it is enough. I shall keep you informed if anything else comes my way."

She slides her mind back away from the Archon and winds her way back to her body, hoping to elude the entity she sensed on her way in.

The return is quiet, but still leaves you with a disturbing feeling of having been watched.