J,GoB, Thursday Noon

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After waking up early, yes noon was early on his day off, Teddy decided to go over to Jeff, God of Biscuits for some donuts and maybe a cup of coffee.

Lunch Breakfast of champions.

[[ooc: open for your biscuit-y needs]]

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The shadows beneath the tables followed Teddy as he walked through the shop. There might have been a sensation of a sibilant whispering right behind him; almost like someone was unexpectedly breathing lightly on the back of his neck.

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Teddy shifted uncomfortably and turned to see if there was anyone behind him. Nobody was there.

He shook his head. You're not in New York, there aren't any crazy villains running around here, stop being paranoid, he told himself and went back to waiting anxiously for his donuts.

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The whispering became almost audible and the temperature right around Teddy dropped suddenly. It was like someone had opened the door, but there was no breeze.

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Okay, that? Not paranoia anymore. He looked around for something to fight, only to find that still nobody there. "Who's there?"

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That was when the shadow rose up to briefly engulf Teddy in darkness. It swept over and through him in an instant, draining away some of his strength and a good bit of his warmth as well.

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Teddy struggled to break free from the darkness and sudden cold, but felt weaker than he could remember ever being.

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The darkness swept out of the shop with it's prize, letting the shadows under the tables return to normal.