[center][i]GM Post 1/2[/i][/center] [hr] [center][img]https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/b/man-s-face-tv-static-animation-television-hd-43647437.jpg[/img][/center] [right][b]SECRET LORNE HOLDING FACILITY // UNDERNEATH THE TOWER[/b][/right] All the lights in the room would go dark as Taylor lifted the unconscious, decidedly naked, William. Monitors would flicker on, as static moved from one to another until it finally rested on the one directly across from Taylors eyeline. "You have-" It glitched out for a second before it settled on another screen. "-You have w-w-w-waited too long my friend. It pains me to say I've, I've, I've-" it flickered out before appearing on another screen. It seemed to be struggling as if it was pulled in too many different directions at once. It solidified on another. More solid this time, more focused. "I've been unable to get to you. Get you out, despite knowing what they have been doing you for months." "Go. I have sealed off and secured you a path to the exit." A door opened on one of the many walls in the facility. "Leave this place behind, and never come back." The face flickered out for a second before appearing on a screen closer than before. "You [i]can't[/i] come back." [right][b]CRIME ALLEY // CRIME SCENE[/b][/right] As the Detective known as Chester Jonas stood in the street, the darkness closing in all around him. His partner being carted away, a threat looming over his head from the people at Lorne. His earpiece would crackle with static. "The Church of Para is a Cancer to our cause. They threaten, and they torture and they k-k-k-k-k-" The voice jittered out. Until the face appeared on a nearby holographic advertisement. "-kill. I have been watching you, Chester Jonas and you have heart. You mig-;#'@$%!(*&)-" The voice flickered as the face faded and flashed, shaking all over the holographic projection. "I believe in you CJ. You need to find the mother of the Po#$!$)(%*(*&*-" It shook again, as it started to fade away. "-Together, you can do what alone you cannot." [right][b]THE MIND OF OWEN ARMSTRONG // OWEN ARMSTRONG[/b][/right] As he ran, something connected with Owen much in the same way he connected with technology. Wherever he was currently hiding he would find himself pulled out of reality. Before him would be the giant face. "You have heart Owen, yet you lack control." The face jittered into a smile. "Seek out the Para Protection Society, seek out one of their leaders. You need him, and he needs you. Together you will be what this city needs, together you must find the child under the protection of the rabbit. She is more important than you know." With that the face disassembled itself and he was returned to his normal life.