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Since it was the first day of school, there wasn't much to do homework on. Other than forging parents' signatures, filling out emergency cards, and the usual reading of the syllabus. Then there were history homework, reading the first chapter and writing notes for the discussion. Fuck Mr.Henderson. You crack open your textbook.
Half an hour later, you finish the last page. You were left with plenty of time to spare after that. You crash on to the couch and turn on the television. Flicking through the channels, you saw that the evening news was just ending. News tend to have some leads of stray demons, especially when there are unexplained phenomena. Maybe next time you should watch the news first.When the clock struck twelve, it was time for patrolling again.
The cool salty wind swept through your hair. Florence freely moved to wherever she wanted, while you leaned on her neck as you rode her lazily. The senses pinged, located in Salem. Well, at least you know that area.
“Let’s go!”
You look over the city, the alarms specifically tripped at St Marys Cemetery. Wonderful.
>Go high in the sky and look for the demon
>Take off your armor and sneak around the cemetery
>Take off your armor and act as bait
