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“I have seen many things, joy, love, death, hate, revenge, and despair. That is why I'll never be bored.”

With the flick of his finger, Uncle Lester focus is eyes at the incoming sounds of footsteps stomping on the cold lifeless floor. Silence fills the air, as if the calm before the storm comes to show its wrath. With a few breath of moments, narrowing his eyes Uncle Lester flicked his finger once more to force more of his will to reality.

Al-”So what are we waiting for? They’re getting closer!”

……..”crap” Uncle Lester let out a trembling voice.

Al-”WHAT DO YOU MEAN CRAP?! DO SOMETHING!”

“S-s-shut up, it’s been awhile since I’ve last cast a spell.”-Uncle Lester

Al-”HURRY UP! I can feel the floor shaking already!”

As Alphonse strained his ear against the floor.

Uncle Lester-” Arrg, quick fool. Throw the torch to that hall way and throw something down the hole.”

Al-”FUCK! How did I get stuck with this useless ghost of an old fart?” Cursing between his breath as he races to toss the torch towards the other hallway, having it landed on some spiderwebs. Causing the flame to spread throughout the hall, lighting up the giant room. Alphonse then rushes to toss a piece of broken rubble the size of a human head down the black curtain depths of the tombs. Seconds pass by as the iron footstep of men comes bursting into the very same room. Scanning the room for the trail of their target, only to find nothing but burning cobwebs and broken furniture.

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Breaking the silence, one of the armored men spoke up to his superior.

???1-”Sir, I found some trails left behind by that intruder, but it seems to end here.”

Superior-”Quick, we must find him. No one must know what transpired here! Otherwise you’ll be fed to the Spider Queen and used as host for their horde of spider-ling!”

Panic struck the hearts of those who heard their superior threats, they madly dashed throughout the room to find any other clues. Minutes pass by as they scour the floor for foot prints.

“Sir, I’ve found one of his shoe caught in one of the spider web leading towards one of the spider tunnels!”Shouting out loud, one of the men raised up a leather boot in the air.

Superior-” Hurry up and give chase, we must make sure the body is found if not more of his belongings!”

Thundering their iron boots, with shields up and sword drawn. They streamed into the crumbling tunnel filled with snow white texture alluring those to their demise.

With the fire dying down, a lone figure holding the onto the broken off edges of the bridge. A few meters beneath where the armored men was standing at, with bloodied finger nails trickling down into the dark abyss.

“And you doubted my INGENIOUS plan! Humph” snorting with his nose held high Uncle Lester sneered at the young boy.

“...i...I...I” Choking hard on his breath Alphonse spoke with difficulty.

“Yes, yes I know you’re sorry. I forgive you.” Happy with his brilliant strategy Uncle Lester had his eyes closed bathing in the glory of his success.

Yet the scenery changed as the room seems to distance itself farther and farther away.

“I CAN’T HOLD ON ANY LONGER!”Screaming out loud Al face was filled with despair as he plummeted down, where darkness open its clutches in embrace.