Ouray Inn (iRP)

[Dantrithor]

Derek Halladay slowly opened the door leading to the Ouray Inn. He looked one way, and another... unable to speak. The eyes of the drunk xeno sitting and talking around the room began to examine this newcomer. There was something familiar in him, like if he had been there before.

A tall man, taller than usual indeed, seemingly stronger than the average xeno despite his pilot's clothes, which showed he was, or had been, a fighter pilot. But there was something else, in his eyes. There was nobody behind them. They could see it, and a slight sign of horror crossed everyone's face when they later looked at the man's arm. Or, more acurately, the man's chunks of flesh, skin, and bone remains which showed under his broken shirt's sleeve, the hemorragy stopped by some sort of rope. Inmediately, two men ran to him, and when they looked at his back, they found something even worse. A message written deeply on his flesh by a knife:

-"Eddie is hungry. Eddie is looking for you. And Eddie will eat much more than just an arm from the next victim. Now, who will be next?"

They all looked at each other wondering what kind of mad man could have done such a thing.

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