Tangles Of Disaster

The Mule At Montmartre

Music=
1. Nightlight
   -Silversun Pickups

"To know your enemy, you must become your enemy."
-Sun Tzu

UFOtext=
I. Paris
Astira entered the heart of darkness. Behind the bar she could see Bosco standing in a dimly lit seedy backroom. He chatted with a few garish puppets, then disappeared. Astira worked her way through the crowd. She crept closer to the dim light.  She stood in the shadow, a wallflower, watching the puppets.
Fifteen long minutes passed. The puppets dispersed. Astira moved quickly, seizing the opportunity. She darted into the backroom & noticed a small side door left ajar. She drew her laser pistol & peered inside. She saw a small desk with a computer screen. Nobody was in the room. She entered.
Astira glanced at the computer screen. It glowed eerily. But then she noticed. She stopped in her tracks, a bit stunned. A small photo image embedded in an ancient manuscript written in Mandarin characters  stood out from a deep forest background. The photo caption read "Princess Leizu & color revolutionary arrested by security forces of the Yellow Emperor." The picture showed Princess Leizu & an unidentified conspirator. Astira stared at the picture. It was unbelievable. Impossible. But there was no doubt, it was a picture of Joshua. But a picture from one millennium in the past.
Astira's mind raced. Joshua was now on the Dark Island seeking any information about the origin of the Mule from Vivienne. She had a mysterious link to the Mule.
Astira pulled out her i6.
From: Astira
To: Joshua
You are in danger. Get the hell off that island.



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The Mule In The Dark

Montmartre

Music=
1. Travel Should Take You Places
   -The Kickdrums

"There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting."

-佛

UFOtext=
I. Paris
10:54PM: Bosco emerged from the Count's flat. He moved rapidly, his spindly shadow flitting to & fro beneath the street lamps, always seeking the random small dark islands along his ragged path. Astira felt oneness with her surroundings. She became the darkness- & she watched the Mule hide in her shadows, unaware of her calm presence. No ripple of her emotion would he detect- she would remain a calm presence within the void.
"Astira- when there is danger, you must become one with your surroundings. Then you become the danger- & you cannot hurt yourself. There is only one bloom on one branch in the sky. Hold that bloom, for you are the seed & it is your future." And the Dragon smiled by the fountain of morning light by the quiet circle of water.
Bosco entered the late night bar. Astira watched from across the street. After ten minutes she tossed her hair back & put on some lipstick. She walked across the street.


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