Post by katarina on Nov 29, 2006 23:04:27 GMT -5
Melinda orbed to the top of the Golden Gate Bridge, trying to reclaim some of her thoughts. She had just vanquished another demon, this time it had forced her to go to the underworld. But it was worth it. The demon liked to prey on little kids, especially boys who liked to fight. She had gotten pretty roughed up and had meant to call for help, but she had been to preoccupied with dodging fireballs.
Melinda looked down over the side of the bridge, at the water and smiked. Her father had once told her that this was his favorite place to come think. She sat downaand leaned agaisnt one of the pillars and sighed. She knew she had to find a way to get into the manor without attracting attention. Easier said than done.
Melinda looked down over the side of the bridge, at the water and smiked. Her father had once told her that this was his favorite place to come think. She sat downaand leaned agaisnt one of the pillars and sighed. She knew she had to find a way to get into the manor without attracting attention. Easier said than done.