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Train From Nowhere
Francois looked upward at the enormous vaulted ceiling and its faded mosaics. His mind traveled back to 1942, to the night when he stood in this same spot, a nameless face in the crowd, watching his great grandson Jasper hug his parents goodbye and walk down the tunnel to the train that would begin his journey to Europe. It was the last time that any of the young soldier’s relatives would see him.
Francois’s reverie was interrupted by the sight of a figure walking back out of that long-unused tunnel. The man was clad in a dark gray frock coat with the collar turned up. A black top hat was pulled down over his head, to the rims of his antique spectacles. Behind him, four more figures, each bent or bloated with the curse of the Nosferatu walked in solemn silence.
“So this is what this great city has come to.” The man halted a few yards in front of Francois. His followers formed a line to his left side. “I suppose I should have expected as much.”
“It has been an eventful decade, Duke Bonheur. If you don’t remember me, I am—“
“Francois Chaffee, former Primogen of the Gangrel and currently serving as Irving’s greeter. I remember you well. You were the one that reported that unsanctioned Toreador Prince of yours to the Archons. Ryecroft’s name was poison in the courts of France after that.”
Francois simply nodded. “I am to show you to a haven of your clan, as per your instructions.”
“I see Irving doesn’t dare to show himself in his own city anymore,” Bonheur continued without acknowledging Francois’s statement. “It is just as well; he is headed for the Red List as soon as a spot opens up.”
Francois was silent.
“Well then, show me to that ruined grotto that Deseversky calls a house. My clansmen will stay by my side.”
“As you wish, Lord Duke.” Francois then stiffly turned and led the Nosferatu out into the clear night air. He didn’t even have to look to know that the entire group was invisible.
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