Rune Thief
Prologue
It was too easy, far to easy in fact. The man in the black trench coat walked through the laser sensors with ease and without care. None of the alarms where set off and no security guards that worked in the district came rushing to stop him.The thief smiled at how easy his job was now and rematerialized from his smoky form behind the laser. Once again he drew out the ink well and brush to begin writing strange symbols around the vault.
Then one of the security guards walked into the room. “Damn,” the thief whispered under his breath and hide under a banker’s desk.
A flashlight swept the room for a second and disappeared. Then the light was back, fixated on the vault. The guard had noticed the symbols and walked towards them with a raised eyebrow, the lasers turning off as he got near.
The thief noticed that the light from the Flashlight was getting bigger and from that the guard was getting closer... To close…
A wackie talkie clicked on and the thief heard the guard talk, “Hey Frank. Come over to the Vault, I’ve found something. And watch out we may have an intruder.” He didn’t get to hear the reply for as he touched the ink the thief had finished another series of symbols behind him…
About five minutes later Frank walked into the vault room to find the vault empty and open. To find, ink everywhere. And probably the most disturbing of all, his partner babbling like a mad man about black magic, strange letters and demons.
