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    The Friday Muse – Nowhere To Go After Rothburg

    It was where we made our last stand. A small warehouse in the lower east side of Rothburg was one of the last remaining buildings in the small town. We would have hidden underground, in someone’s game room basement or wine cellar. But there were no basements left. Nor were there any wine cellars. Or wine. When the Vile Ones invaded, they destroyed nearly everything. Even if I had until the end of time, I wouldn’t be able to put into words the destruction they caused. They came from afar, somewhere in deep space where only black holes and darkness exist. They came without warning, landing in so many ships…