In another part of the world a dark mansion on a cliff stood ominously over a lake. It seemed to draw evil into it, a beacon of darkness. I didn't want to go in, the smell of sulfur and blood caught in my throat making me choke and gag. I felt my self being pulled toward it and could not bring myself to struggle.
Dark hallways opened before me, richly decorated, I wondered for a moment if my feet were even touching the carpet. In one of the rooms the only light was from a flickering candle, burning low on its taper.
There a man was bowing before a figure shrouded in darkness. "I am sorry Master," said the man. "I have failed. Even now they live."
"This is the second time you have failed," hissed the figure. "What is your excuse now?"
"The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen," said the man.
The figure stood up in amazement. "The League?" He repeated obviously surprised. "They have no power anymore they are divided, scattered."
"Quartermain has returned," answered the man.
The figure paused for a moment. "It is no matter. Obviously Moriarty's scheme not only failed to produce a profit but also has created a new problem for us. Kill them all."
I awoke with a start. The darkness that had shrouded my eyes since I was a little girl covered my eyes again. I took comfort in that darkness and fell back asleep.
AN: Woot another chapter! I had this one in my head and had to get it out. So here it is, verry short but i hope you guys like the mystery it adds. Anyway I have Skinner plushies for anyone who reviews... where did I put them?