Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2001 2:24 am
I could never get this to go through to David, so I posted it here.<P>*******************************************<P>The air in the studio stank of death, and silence reigned until jack entered, the portal to judgement lighting him from behind. He stepped around several desks before his toes encountered a pool of blood. He stopped, and called to the fur holding the still-smoking pistol.<P>"Marable. Marable, come with me."<P>The black squirrel turned towards the cloaked figure and some brains dripped from the hole in his head onto his chest. His face was fixed in a rictus of pain.<P>He caughed a little, then finally rasped. "I don