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there was a rift in the heavens last night...the winds giving way to the splendours of huge, towering bastions of clouds, glowing and glowering from deep within...lightstorms issuing forth as the threat of a fury raged overhead. it was during this intense volley of light and density of hell forms that the winds arose once anew, no doubt seeking to wrest control of the skies from these entities....who or what ever they could be... whipped up into a frenzy they succeeded in repelling them....so i believed at the time, even as the lightstorms continued, although from a departing vantage point. the first visit by the blood demons took place later-again-as i believed at the time, not thinking the citadels of the sky were a connective between them and this earth. and that was also after coming to the assistance of this fare, caught in the vortex, a stranger in a strange city, seeking her way back to her friend's home armed with but a cellphone and an address, neither of them seemingly of use by then. on a second visit there 2 hours later, she still there, i offered to pay for a taxi-in french since it was her first language and by doing so i could gain her confidence better-a co-worker had spoken to her in english about hailing her a cab and she'd refused. arrangements were made, and she was finally on her way to her friend's home. (odd that i would find this upsetting though....) another two hours hence i found my first evidence of the blood demons...there was fresh- by an hour perhaps-blood spilled....a pool as it were, with no discernible trails leading up to it, another odd thing about it, since this was therefore the source and result of the demon works. i set out to remove this stain etched into the pathway...the life within the juice still clearly with its own intentions, clinging so resolutely to the concrete, thick and tacky, like it needed to cling longer, fearful of descending into oblivion and thus out of conscious existence...i could not stay from my duty here, and kept up my work, finally succeeding in performing it as the colours of darkness and crimson shades disappeared into the ever so slowly emerging dawn.... la deuxieme visite nocturnale... on the train....ems and a corwd gathered, drew my attention even as i patrolled the spiralling concrete pathway leading away from this station, seeking other possible evidence. i worked my way back to the train and saw the blood...drip drip drip...the bright red drops and drips set against the well lit train entryway and the victim with his head swathed in bandages, attended to by the ems personnel. the train driver was locking down the car as the crowd stood by...worried at what was occurring-one could easily and wrongly conclude-so i offered, if they would like, that i quickly clean and stabilise the area so as to not further disrupt rush hour conveyances. he looked at me and agreed, gratefully so, and so i proceeded to get the necessary equipment and returned. the brilliance of this blood as opposed to the darkening mass from above and outside was quite marked...oxygenated over dying and desparately trying to stay existing....and relevant. the blood demons were busy-looking across the tracks and roadway i could see the police cruisers, one with a canine unit-preparing to seek the perpetrator(s)....vainly i was confident since these creatures are anonymous and hidden-within the majority of the human animal.... the throng was never truly interested in the wellbeing of the injured....their interests always self-serving, were in the 'desire' to get to their destinations, even though this meant going further down and into the belly of the beast known to us all as 'society', but with such damning consequences....the thieving of ones' soul and lifejuices.... a strange night...save for the assistance given this one person and being able to help the beleagered train driver....further on was more...tiny shards however...of that which intimidates and assaults...they are making their presence known to me now in much bolder fashon...clearly they are not afraid....and me? i shall find out soon i suspect...
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