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He had been deep in sleep when he had gotten the phone call and neither him nor his wife were terribly happy about being woken up at such a late hour in the night. "Can I please just hang up now?"<br/><br/>"Abso-fucking-lutely not!" Lillian jerked the steering wheel hard to avoid the sudden appearance of an animal on the dirt road, sending her phone as well as her notebooks and other junk that had been nestled on top of her dash cascading into the floorboards of the old truck. The closer she got to the source of the light the brighter they appeared to be and the suspense was absolutely killing her. Even with all of the commotion on the phone, Craig had started to fall asleep once more and was starting to softly snore.<br/><br/>Leopold had been so lost in his newest book that he had completely lost track of time, the man was leaning over the neatly organized desk top with his face resting in the palms of his hands. His eyes looking through the bifocals of his glasses as he read every word and allowed it to absorb into his brain. He had always loved to read and he found that throughout the years he loved the company of books way more than he loved the company of people. A pain had started to form in his neck, a stiffness that had been caused by him sitting in one position for too long. He straightened his back in the old chair unable to determine which one was popping and cracking more, the chair or his back.<br/><br/>He pulled the glasses from his face, allowing them to fall to the desk as he rubbed his hands over his eyes with a deep groan coming from his chest. Another groan came from the man when he realized what time it was. It was well passed his bed time and he could definitely start to feel it in his body as he had trouble even just standing up. His knees cracking as he did so until he started to walk and remove some of the stiffness that he was feeling. His little library was nestled in the middle of Perrytown and his home was only a couple of blocks to the south of his favorite building in town. He grabbed his jacket from its hook and shoved his arms through it before he grabbed his bag, allowing the strap to hang across his chest as the bag itself rested against his left hip.<br/><br/>The outer door to the library opened long enough for the man to step out into the chilly night air and he locked it behind himself before he started to walk to his small quaint home. He was lost in his own thoughts, his eyes watching his shoes as they tapped on the sidewalk until his attention was caught by a strange light high in the sky. 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Leopold hadn't bothered to keep track of them over the years but he knew that this had to at least be the second one this month and they were only halfway through the days.<br/><br/>At the very top of the mountain nestled in the depths of the thick trees was an old log cabin that looked as if it had been built at least two hundred years ago. The vines and other plants had started to take it over in an attempt to reclaim it. Its windows were bright with a strange glow from inside that made the trees around it appear as if they were from another dimension all together. Every once in a while a figure would cross in front of the window, the light would begin to fade before appearing once more brighter than it had been before. 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Of course that was a thought that she didn't get to finish when the lights became wickedly bright in the sky for a brief moment almost like a lightening strike. The woman became disoriented, her eyes shut to protect herself from the light which caused her to crash her truck into a tree. The impact had been enough to knock her out and her body lay slumped over the steering wheel of her old Chevrolet. The tree had made a rather large dent to the front of the machine, smoke hissing from the engine as one of the headlights flickered briefly before going out completely.<br/><br/>As much as Leopold was mesmerized by the lights in the sky, his need for sleep was becoming his top priority as he finished his walk to his home. Letting himself inside and ritualistically locking his door and checking it multiple times before being satisfied. It was only then when he allowed himself to relax and kick his shoes off, his bag and jacket being hung on a fancy coat tree by his front door. His body had started to feel heavy with every step that he was taking deeper into his home until he was almost dragging his feet by the time he reached his bedroom. The man no longer had the energy to even remove the clothes he had worn that day, his body collapsing face first onto the bed as he fell asleep. His back rising and falling with each deep breath as he snored peacefully in his sleep.<br/><br/>The strange figure in the cabin continued working over the cauldron on the table, muttering an incantation here and there as he added ingredient after ingredient to the great iron bowl. With each ingredient the lights pulsed brighter and brighter, power sparking out over the mountains in flashes of lightening until finally it all released in a sudden explosion. The light drowned the small Perrytown nestled in the valley. Anyone who hadn't already fallen asleep soon would be from the impact of the power reverberating through town like a shockwave. 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