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Chapter 4: This is not a warning
Jacob stared dumbfounded at the half completed citadel gleaming in the afternoon sunlight. On each of the turreted towers, banners snapped in the brisk autumn wind. Guards patrolled the crenelated battlements of the sensational castle, the only hint of a darker purpose to the otherwise romantic looking structure. Faint sounds of construction drifted on the wind to where Jacob had stationed himself on the eastern hill, now dubbed Castle View by the locals.
Chapter 3: Imminent Disaster
By noon Jacob’s living room was littered with open books and loose papers. So immersed in reading the material on his laptop, he didn’t hear the knocking on the door. After an interval, the door handle jiggled. Finding the door unlocked, the caller opened the door and peered in. Cautiously stepping over a book the visitor looked around in wonder.
Chapter 2: Break for Breakfast
“We can’t just give up our vantage point to go eat breakfast.” War argued. A mammoth of a man with broad shoulders and a dark visage, he stood nose to nose with the thin and gaunt looking Famine. Famine didn’t seem to be bothered by his brother’s intimidating build.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End
Jacob stood at the top of a hill just outside town. As his eyes adjusted to the predawn darkness, he could see the world below him bathed in deep shadows. A cold breeze stirred tendrils of icy mist emanating from the inky lake below sending a shiver through his being. Directly across from him on a lofty hill to the east, were four riders on tremendous steeds, silhouetted in the pale light of the rising sun. They were a bit much in his opinion, overkill on the part of the university. Yes, the document mentioned riders, but he felt they were metaphorical references rather than actual beings. If anyone had asked him, Jacob would have told them the end of the world should be spectacular enough without cheap theatrics.