Thu, Oct. 20th, 2011, 01:37 pm
Dio Pt. 7 - Interlude: Malcolm

The book that Ralph held as he killed the closest thing to a father he'd ever known was held up by Malcolm as he lay on one of the couches he and Dio had saved from the garbage man. No wonder Ralph was off his rocker. The book was a lot longer than it seemed, or maybe it was more like it shrunk and expanded somehow. The text in the book changed all over the place, looking completely handwritten. The first pages were in a faded, curly script. The language wasn't even in English.
Malcolm flipped through the book. The further he got into the thick book, the more he cold understand. From what he'd gathered, the book had been used to record the life stories of people. As he neared the end of the book, he found himself proven right. 'The book was passed to Ralph von Wettin from Gunter Weihen.' Malcom slammed the book shut and tossed it to the ground. He didn't want to read about that wanker's life. He rested his eyes as he lay there, ignoring the usual nagging feeling that something was watching him from the shadows.