PADDY FITZ, STAFF WRITER
December 31st
Our policemen prove themselves once again heroes willing to dive into
adversity
Bitter cold and blizzard reducing visibility and dampening spirits
basement where we suspect Smith was held
clues leading to hidden sanctuary
extraordinary battle for the rescue, shuddering to think what nefarious
purposes the cult might have
It seemed as though the world had gone mad around us. Darkness fell as clouds
filled the sky, but I heard three roosters crowing. I was amazed to see the
hacker standing up to a huge tattooed man, nearly besting him in battle. the
weatherman took on the shadowy figures, and past it all I saw him
standing there, hair wild, ancient Chinese robes draped with yellow, that
cursed book in his hands
the end is nigh
