#Feverish Scribe-{Benedict Baker}

[mist-shrouded-mind-blog]

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At one point, Vigo would have conversed with Benedict. She would have been interested in his work, his trials, what he had learned. She might have even considered him a friend, had the cards been dealt that way.

The times for those things, though, were long since gone. A new face had entered the fog, one bearing many similarities to Vigo. Though similar as they may look, this wasn’t the Vigo of the past. Long, thin hands clutched a scepter of steel and bone, which beat against grey-blue skin as they patrolled each generator, searching for their prey. Ren pinpricks darted back and forth, sweeping across the Wrecker’s Yard with the desire to see another victim.