			

				The Bad Feelings
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    In the peacful town of Lakeside, where nothing much at all happened, 
    a great priest began seeing dreams of a large evil abducting the land
    and converting all the good doing townspeople to evil bloodthirsty
    deamons. Every night for three weeks he had this same dream, wakeing
    up in the middle of the night dreanched in his sweat. He had always
    shrugged the dream off and just resorted to more prayer.
      One night his dream took an abrupt turn though...
    He was dreaming of the evil engulfing the town and for the first
    time saw who was causing the curse, Saint Damian, a long dead Priest
    burried under the town church. His dream ended with him staring into
    Damians eyes, they were red. This time the priest woke up screaming and
    looked around the room. He saw nothing new but a light comeing from his
    study. He had sworn he had turned that light off. He got up catiuosly
    and crept into the study. Nothing, he look around it, nothing. He sighed
    a sigh of relief and turned off the light...
    Just then he felt a sharp pain on the back of his head and he fell over.
       The priest woke up in a dismal room, his head hurt something fierce
     and there was blood on his hands. He looked around, he found himself
    in a locked cell a small bed was in the corner and there was what looked
    to be a small man crouched on it. The priest went to touch the man and he
    fell over, dead. The man's limp body seemed to be more bone then flesh and
    the priest wondered how long he had been crouched in that corner. Just 
    then he heard a moaning from outside the cell, he looked to find the Blac-
    smith of the town crouching in another cell. The priest called to him with
    no avail. He investigated the area outside the cell to find that most of the 
    townspeople were being held there. a sound of a high piched voice speaking
    latin came from the other room. The priest made out these words...
    	"Tchernobog has been resurrected by our minions, and is begining his
    extermination of all life on this worthless planet. We've already subdued
    This place and are moving onto greater goals after we exterminate the captives.
    The one thorn in our ever so perfect plan is Caleb, the one who put Tchernobog
    to death in the first place. He must be killed immidiatly. We have sent
    a cleaning squad for him, but we can't find him. He must be kept away from
    here at all costs or our plans will be ruined!!"
         The priest contemplated on what he had just heard, Caleb would most
    likely come here, his score has apperently not be solved with Tchernobog
    and he would hopefully kill him off again. 
         The priest then thought if he would ever see the light of day again
    only time will tell...

                   Now it is your turn to tale on the role of Caleb
                   and once again rid the world of Tchernobogs evil.


  Written by: memo2000 