" Survival, my dear, depends on whether you can tell appart a demon from a vampire and a human from a mutant."

"Your story will begin now. It begins here."

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"Faces all fade into darkness eventually. Are you just another Face in the crowd?"

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"Only the brave avid reader wanders up the stairs of the building to the first floors. They tiptoe into the black burned library to steal old crisped sheets of a semi saved piece of literature."

"It was called the Embassy hall back then. Now it is just a circular room full of empty sections echoing of long forgotten talks of peice. Though this much is true it still serves the resistance in numorous gatherings to talk strategy intead of peace."

"Guns, clothes.... anything you might have when you get cause goes into the lockets. You never see it again.... Or so I heard. Then there's another rumor. That the demons use these lockers to lock up particularly fiesty captives and starve them to death..."

"It use to be a briefing room. Now its where they keep the woman they caught to send to the breeding chained and bound to the ground like dogs."

"A area filled with unimaginable tortures. Doors that open and close locking shut. A big area filled with water. Different vechiles. I shutter to think. No one ever comes out alive."

"The lab of the great Dr. Martin. Now called the Morgue. Though victim's do enter kicking and screaming. Pretty much alive... They do not remain so for long."

"Now you'd consider yourself lucky, dear, if you remain here more then a week. Like I mentioned... Fate is sealed in the mainroom."

"Like in the Police station I told you about, here they also have records of the children born and the breeders stats. If a breeder produces one bad child that breeder is taken to lockup...Death follows."

"Hmp... Thats what they call it. Thats what they call it when they shove a girl into a room where a demon awaits her. Training..."

"Don't think any demon will be able to pass here. They get screened before hand by a bright light at the entrance before they get to pass into the underground."

"Oh not as big as it used to be but its fully functional at least. Gathering food thought... Its more difficult then you would assume. "

"There are not many rooms and beds are few but its safe at least. "

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Sub-boards: Room One, Room Two

"Stubborn creatures, Lycans are. They refuse point black to abandon their Den and numorous amounts have died in the process of defending it against Demonic attack. I have no qualms though. Always been more of a cat person really."

" Or whats left of it. Still... its a huge place. Its good for hiding. Its good for the resistance to come prowling for new recruits as well. Knowing the resistance anyone is welcome."

"No one wanders in there unless they are looking for trouble. I would advize you to not go there either. There is nothing to see. "

"The only known food source in the city and lesser demons harbour around it. If you want a can its best to run... As fast as you possibly can. Even they attack you and you leave with nasty bruises and scars... sometimes even a chunk of flesh missing."

"No Don't think of going there. Full of demons with their human pets laughing and dancing and fucking throughout the night."

"Ah the children. The demon attack had slaughtered thousands of them. Thousands... Its broken down. Its haunted by the restless and its filled with a cold dark mist."

"Dark, Deserted... Believe it or not a few non-demons have made it home. No wonder the Resistance seem to wander across it every now and then."

"This like every other place in Hevanna was hit in the demon attack. Though there are still bits of medicines that can be used so the resistance and the other non-demons seem to slip in every now and then."

"Defying God was Azazeal's greatest achivement so it was no wonder he took the church as the home of his and his five horseman. He created it into a makeshift temple and where the Order of the silver dawn lived, demons now call it home."

Sub-boards: The main chruch, The Order House/ Horseman's living area, The Gardens

"It doesn't matter. Light or dark. Its still a dangerous place to be. When the shadows move you tend to run... for your life."

"Think the site could use something? Or just confused? Do shout at us here!"

"For when you go away, for longer than three days. We just want to make sure you didn't literally die or something... you don't want to come back to us advertising your funeral."

"Need a signature or just want to show off your fabulousness? Voila!"

"I hardly think this part even warrants a description... "

"The guest friendly chunk of the site where you come and advertise your site!"

Sub-boards: Whores, Virgins, Addicts