Wednesday, November 28, 2012

28. Opening the Vault


The vault had been fished out of the ocean a long time ago. In the office, after some serious persuading, the holy man spat the password out with a gush of blood. Perplexed, they typed it in. Mei Okamoto.
“I knew the location of the vault, but not that I was the password,” she said.

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