lucid conscript

Date: 9/4/2017

In the back streets of Rotterdam. My brother. Andrew and I are coasting bar to bar with our daimes on our sides when we come to a darkly lit entry into a red light spiral staircase leading down into an abyss. We descend, and with each level we know there is nothing good waiting at the bottom. Upon reaching, blue steel barrels shining in red lit cooridoors are pointed upon us. We innately throw swords and pull our own, black steel barrels out and fire brass straight through the skulls of the vampire bastards trying to kill us. Deaths are piling up as we approach the room of the boss, where he, a 7 foot tall demon of black tar awaits. Andrew and I may not be enough force alone. Nick McCleary of Scandinav appears silently from the shadows. Swords fly, black body mass separated from the demon. Soon we reach bone, and with only minor damages coming upon us from this large, yet slow moving beast :We destroy the legion, just to head back up the dark lit corridor, up the back streets of Rotterdam in the rising sun to our sleeping quarters in a street house, to lay with our sleeping women.