PINNED A tear ran down Pin’s cheek as he saw the carnage outside the hatch. A dozen Lost Dogs lay in very uncomfortable positions completely sliced up by the blade of what he now knew was a katana. They

BOUND Logan woke up feeling sore around his arms. He attempted to stretch but heard the clank of metal chains above him. He jolted fully awake in surprise and found out he was hanging from the ceiling

TRAPPED “Who are you and how did I get here?” Logan said to the man who had obviously helped him. “My name is Cornelius, the city’s only Doctor and part time Bokor. You are in Lambridge Down. Your friend

REUNITED The fire crackled loudly in the lone cabin. The snow caked the mountain in a white blanket. “You’re so beautiful,” Damien said as he lay below Liz. The two lay beside the fireplace with a

SCARED Damien sat at his dining table with his laptop in front of him and his fingers typing furiously. His brows furrowed as he picked up his calculator and jotted down the result. Piles of paper lay

LOST The night was cold and an off-putting silence shrouded what he assumed was a medium sized bungalow. He hadn’t gotten up from the bed he had been given. He looked around the shiny, polished room and

ALONE The grass whistled as the wind blew around Damien and his sister. She flapped her wings furiously as they walked through alleyways and across intersections, but as they neared the forest, she sat

“We’re losing her dammit!” His eyes were sore and had dark circles around them. “She’s stable but she’s not responding.” His hands shook violently in front of him. “Damn, she’s not waking up.” He was in

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