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  1. Albert did not answer to the demand for his name, since he was far too busy being on the absolute edge. It wasn't the guardsmen, or the thieves that made him so - back upstairs, he kept his cool and managed to move quickly, being the first to go down the ladder. No, it was here that he felt something was [i]wrong[/i]. Not a strong presence, but it was there. Something that made his pupils dilate and his hands sweat. This feeling, a memory? It sickened him, and for the first time since the event in the mines, he truly feared. Indeed, he knew what was happening almost as soon as it had started.
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  3. He could feel the presence of [i]something[/i] lurking behind him in the mine's corridors, just outside the torches' light, hiding behind the corner, out of sight but not out of mind. Albert began breathing deeply and irregularly. He tapped his friend Jack's shoulder, when he was between swings and asked if he... heard something too. Jack did not. The look in his eyes told Albert that he sensed nothing - even though he himself should not have felt it, yet he did. It was maddening - Albert did not have a word to describe what sense he was getting this information through, yet it was as solid as if he had seen it, heard it, touched it.
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  5. Then, a clawed hand reached out from the darkness. With strength borne of fear and primal rage, Albert swung the pick at where the head of whatever it was should be. The sound was crunchy and wet. Then, the madness started. Screams came from the lower levels. Unearthly, inhuman howls penetrated the corridors. It became a blur of running, hacking and spilling blood, both human and not. Albert, Jack and a couple of others overturned a couple of ore carts and made a stand briefly in one of the main throughfares. The tide of darkness came at them, for at the time, all who worked below had stopped screaming, forever. They held out a scant few minutes, sustaining casualties and grevious wounds, before they had to retreat, but that short time was enough for those lucky enough to be on the level and above to reach the elevator. There were four of them left by the time they ran, and one fell to the abominations as they did. Three of the fighters made it back to the surface, Albert included.
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  7. Albert came back to the present, found himself staring at the darkness and holding both of his weapons in a deathgrip. [b]"Something is [i]WRONG[/i]!"[/b] he told Jared in a forceful whisper.
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