Criten

Hesitating only briefly, the Criten scrambled after her. from → Chronicles

Interlude – Cafe Nekropolis « Unknowing 2010

The Criten crouched behind a large drinking fountain.

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In a listless way, the Criten began to eat the arepa.

Interlude – Cafe Nekropolis « Unknowing 2010

The Criten glanced away and went on eating his arepa.

Interlude – Cafe Nekropolis « Unknowing 2010

What the Criten did not notice was the bloody fat man following and behind him a slightly slighter figure wearing a burlap bathrobe and tire-soled slippers.

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The Criten asked the waiter for another coffee and prepared to take up the subject of the donut again.

Interlude – Cafe Nekropolis « Unknowing 2010

Next time the Criten looked up he saw the janitor Angelicus coming out of the restroom.

Interlude – Cafe Nekropolis « Unknowing 2010

The Criten leapt out over the puddle and sat quietly where Blinklotz had indicated.

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When the other customer was paying, he made some altogether unflattering comments about the Criten to the proprietor which the Criten chose to ignore by pretending to scribble important thoughts on a napkin.

Interlude – Cafe Nekropolis « Unknowing 2010

The Criten had struck again, and he kept saying to himself, rather gleefully: “Heart of Cold!”

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