Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36309590-20181022002858/@comment-36309590-20181026233747

The man in crimson robes hissed in annoyance at the space-time window in front of him. That idiot had allowed himself to be spotted. He considered simply imploding the fools brain and finding someone else to monitor Goddards assitant, but he decided not to. The man waved his hand and the window went dark for a moment before returning to normal. This time he saw a man in a green vest busily working with several petri dishes in a small and rather disgusting looking basement. As he looked around the run down room the man saw a syringe and a white face mask sitting on a nearby table.

The mans mouth twisted into a wicked grin as he telepathically contacted Stygian.