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[color=39b54a][b][h1] [center] Ashley Johannes Williams  [/center][/h1][/b][/color]

Ashley arrived in New York a few hours ago after her search had led her to the big apple. She had hitchhiked here from Providence. There was a place called the Sanctum Sanctorum where she could possibly find some answers. She had not been to New York before so she was on guard at all times. Really this was her first time being in such a big city. Even though Providence is a city, it’s not nearly as big as New York. From the corner of her eye, she could see figures in the alleyway. Hearing muttering and mumblings of things like looking to score dope or looking to spend a night with her. Ashley squeezes her grimoire close to her body. She hated being here already, this place was making her very anxious. Fast walking down the street she could see some of the people’s faces morphing into grotesque smiles. 

Finally arriving in front of the building, she thought it was quite impressive looking. It reminded her of some of the old victorian homes in Providence. She wondered if the person living here could give her some answers. Knocking on the door rapping her knuckles onto the wooden door to the tune of  Shave And A Haircut. “[color=39b54a]Hello my name is Ashley Williams, I was told the owner of this place knew how to deal with supernatural problems.[/color]” She waited for the door to be answered. She didn’t think her request would be met. But perhaps someone would open the door, and let her in to help her out. 

She started feeling more anxious as she waited for the door to open. Hearing a voice or rather multiple voices speaking to her. These voices were chanting together, "[color=ed1c24][b]JOIN US. JOIN US. JOIN US.[/b][/color]" But she ignored these voices and focusing on the here and now.