<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg425622#msg425622">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 11-09-2007, 10:27:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She shuddered, knowing that he was right... she <em>was</em> lucky.  Even know, she could feel it casting a shadow on her soul, burning within her.  It wanted to feed.  On her lusts as well as on her anger, her hatred.  It <em>wanted</em> her to seek out her rapist, to find him and to tear him apart, to extract vengence.  Suddenly, she was terrified... and what then?  What if it got out of control? If <em>she</em> got out of control?  Would she become the  monster?<br/><br/>"How... how do I stop it?"  It was a whisper, fear stealing her voice.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"That's just it, I'm not sure you can. If that is the case, I will be forced to kill you, for everyones safety. I would also be doing you a favor." He put out his cigarette in one of the many overfilled ashtrays that littered the room.<br/>"Let me tell you a bit of the man the papers have named the Phantom Rapist. A quite fitting name, really. He's and ancient being, not from this world. You know how the press sometimes call rapists and pedophiles and other sex offenders for sexual predators? Well, this is a sexual predator in every sense of the word. He feeds on the sexual energy of mortals. If someone goes to bed with him willingly, he just sucks them dry, leaving a dead, empty husk. But if he forces himself on someone...He will then obliterate the soul of his victim, allowing a malevolent spirit to move in, creating a willing servant for him." He locked eyes with Angela. His eyes were at the same time wise and wonderfull, and dreadfull, filled with hints of forbidden knowledge.