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heliacalRebirth
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[dash=grey]Charles didn't wake up.
The snow fell gently, caressing the wide windows of the ski resort. It was late in the evening, the fireplace in the lobby was crackling underneath a television boasting of another college hockey game. Most of the guests have settled in their hotel rooms, getting ready for a soundless slumber.
All but one.
It was a famous resort, the vacation spot of a lifetime. Charles was the landlord, a wealthy individual with a taste for the garish. He build his house as an extension of the resort itself, complete with a ballroom, a banquet hall… and an elaborate set of underground tunnels when the weather turned unfavorable.
Charles was a charitable man, a charismatic and courteous man. But Charles had a problem. He didn't tell anyone about his problem, not even his closest friends… and most certainly not his wife.
The little girls he brought to his room never told either.
Charles was on the hunt now, making sure the kiddies were all tucked into their beds. If one was still wandering the halls, well, he'd just have to teach them a lesson. But instead of children, he only found only one individual. Curious, he inquired as to why they were still awake.
Poor Charles never got an answer.[/dash]
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