<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg425627#msg425627">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 11-09-2007, 10:38:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"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.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>This was all too much for Angela to take in... a creature from another world?  was she supposed to believe that he was some sort of demon or something?  Then the image of him in the abandoned building filled her mind, the taser, even her standard issue pistol didn't seem to slow him down... it was more then some sort of ultra high fueled by drugs... but he was asking her to believe in the impossible.<br/><br/>She met his eyes, searching for something, for what, she wasn't sure... she didn't know why, but she believed him.  Even stranger, she trusted him.<br/><br/>"How do I stop him, then?  He needs to be stopped."