n a message dated 12/28/98 7:58:32 PM !!!First Boot!!!, ranmakun@uswest.net
writes:

<< Seraph wrote:
 
 > > Sechan shuffled through the mail, tossing aside the lucky draw letters
and
 > >discarding the bills (obviously she wasn't going to handle them).
 > > There was one letter there, all official-looking, and addressed to her
pen
 > >name (Seratia). Curious, she slit open the top, pulled out the letter, and
 > >started reading.
 > > Moments later, she fainted dead away.
 > > Who knew that other authors on the FFML were going to recieve the same
 > >letters...?
 >
 > Meanwhile, somwhere else...
 >
 >     A young man, with broad shoulders and long blonde hair, stands before a
 > run-down
 > hurricane fence with several envelopes in his hand. He looks annoyed for
 > some reason.
 >
 >     "Bill, bill..donation beggar, bill, I may have won, I may have been
 > abducted by aliens..
 > End of the World..Hey wait? What's this?"
 >
 >      It was a large, ornate white paper envelope, with the seal of a rose
on
 > it. It has no return
 > address, aside from the words, "End of the World". It was addresses to one
 > Seraph, which
 > happened to be a nickname the young man used.
 >
 >      "Wierd," he thought, opening it slowly, careful not to damage the
 > seal...it looked to cool to ruin. Maybe
 > he could display it someplace. The inside of the letter was simpler; it
 > merely held a small sheet of plain white typing paper, on which was
wrote...
 >
 >
-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*
 > -+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*-+~*
 >
 
 Brandon parked his car rather quickly, seeing as he was exhausted from his
kenpo
 class.  He didnt care that it was obstructing his parents parking place.  All
he
 cared about was bed and sleep.
 
 He slammed the door and cursed the vehicles inability to run and stumbled to
the
 door.  It was locked, meaning no one was home.  He cursed some more as he
 unlocked the door and went inside.
 He stepped on the piece of paper before noticing it was a note and picking it
 up.
 BC,
 This came for you in the mail.  Sorry we're not hime but your bro---
 
 Brandon tried in vain to scrape the mud off the letter before tossing it.
 Keeping with his day, he got a papercut while opening the envelope, not
noticing
 the entricate seal or that it was addressed to his nick name, Selonian.  He
 quickly scanned the letter before stuffing it in his pocket and going to bed.
 --------
 12:04 am.  Brandon sat up in his bed and blinked a few times.
 "Oh...my...god..."
 -------- >>

	On the east coast, a young asain man about 19 slowly had got up to face the
new day. He gazed at his clock, and to his surprise, that new day was in fact
half way done with. 
	"Fucking hellfire" he muttered, as he groggly jumped out of bed. He realized
that he was home alone and made himself decent to tackle the remained of the
day. As he glandered out the window, he saw the postal truck drive off. 
	"Hmmm... mail's here..." he whispered to himself. 
	He squinted a bit as his eyes adjusted to the bright sunny afternoon. He
quickly shuffled through the mail, looking for anything that was his. "Letter
for Dad, bills for Mom, younger brother's girlfriend, post card from Ryouga,"
he paused a bit as he saw an envelope with a rose seal. "oh my, what do we
have here?" 
	The asian studied the envelope. It read "To the one calls himself Fable" 
	The asain looked at the envelope some more, as if it would answer his unasked
questions.
	"I haven't been called that in a long time..." Fable said. 
	Behind  Fable, a dark figure stood behind him. Fable heard a click, as if a
sword had been unsheated. With his spider senses kicking in, Fable rolled to
the side as a huge moster broadsword crashed to where he had been. 
	Fable dropped the envelope and turned to his opponent. "What the bloody
hell?"
	The dark figure's horrible disfigured face smiled. "It begins Fable."
	A huge questionmark hung above Fable's head. 
	The ugly faced stranger laughed.