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At the abandoned Grant Residence, in Mobile, Alabama. In the woods behind the ruined mansion, there sat a throne. Covered in dead flowers, primarily roses. It was a cold night on the property, the wind howling through half alive trees and Two men in black robes dragged a haggard looking man up to the throne. They tossed him in front of the throne.
"Stay there Prospect." One of them said, before the two robed figures stepped back, standing guard. Both men were deathly pale. The haggard man on his knees didn't look much better, sores on his face and nervously rubbing his arms. His name was Elliot Paulson, who had been arrested for numerous counts of possession and distribution of methamphetamine. He had the intention to try and loot the Grant Residence. Most people stayed away, rumors of ghosts and evil things happening on the lot. However, somehow he found the will to hop the fence. He was quickly stopped by the two robed men whoever, who beat him relentlessly and drug him here.
"C-C'mon man don't call the cops I'll just lea-" Elliot tried to plead.
"SILENCE!" One of the men cut him off, with a bizarre inflection in his voice that sounded inhuman. Elliot winced, clutching his arms, desperate for a hit. What seemed like hours passed, but was only 15 minutes in reality. A humming became audible from behind the throne, along with soft foot steps. It got louder as the source approached, Kaine walking from behind the throne and around to the front. She sat in it and smiled at Elliot. As she sat, the roses on and around the throne suddenly blooming to life. However, instead of red, these roses were black.
