• The Shadow War – Part 2 – (Tales from The Secret World)

    I woke up to find myself strapped to a table. I struggled to get up which brought the other occupant of the room running. “Whoa! Whoa, whoa! Don’t try to get up!” I looked at him, confused. For some reason all I could think of was Doc Brown from the Back to the Future movies. “What…?” I managed to get out. I hadn’t recovered from the blow to the head yet and everything was still fuzzy. “Who…?” The man laughed. “Just relax. You’re feeling the effects of the neurochemicals we’ve pumped into you.” “Neuro… what!” I struggled to get up again. “Calm down!” the man said. “I’m a doctor. You’re completely safe. Probably. I think.” He stopped long enough to take a breath from an inhaler he carried and shook his head. “Whoa! This is exciting!” My head was still fuzzy but I took a deep breath and tried again. “Where am I?” I got out finally. “And what is going on? Who are you?” The man nodded. “Good. Good.” He looked over his shoulder at a console of some kind. “Patient is responding.” He then looked back at me. “You’re in the Eye. Illuminati HQ. You’re lucky; most people who wander in here don’t get to leave. Well, not the same way they entered. Anyway, you are very lucky. You have been given an Anima infusion. Not many people can say that.” His eyes focused on the distance for a moment. “If only we’d had people like you around

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  • The Shadow War – Part 1 – (Tales from the Secret World)

    Much has been written about the turning of the age; the end of the fourth and the beginning of the fifth. All of us who lived through those dark days know how much our world has changed and those born in our new age accept that the world they live in is much different than the one that came before. But not as much has been written about how the change came about. About the Shadow War. About how the bees and the Filth returned. About the agents who fought the war. I was one of those agents. And this is my story. Prelude – Initiation It started with a dream. Well, a nightmare. I had been having a lot of those. A lot of people had been having them, I suspect, since the “terrorist attack” in Tokyo. That’s what we thought it was at the time anyway; the Secret World was still secret then. I had fallen asleep with the radio still relaying disaster reports which was probably why my sleep was disturbed. I “dreamed” (at least that is what I thought it was at the time) that I woke to find myself lying on a rocky beach. Strange planets floated overhead. A voice echoed in my head. I could be a king or a beggar, it told me. I could rule or suffer. I could be with them… or against them. A man and a woman appeared next to me. They both spoke, each saying substantially the same

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