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ALL THINGS END
Aloysius Kroll knelt, clutching at his shattered knee where the Echo of Kristy Luongo had used her final moments to shoot him. Beneath him, the pyramid lay in darkness, yet he was bathed in the lights of the Enclave craft as it touched down on the landing pad. The craft’s motors ticked and whined as they spooled down, and the entry ramp yawned open with a languorous hiss. A single, diminutive figure emerged, silhouetted against the craft’s interior.
Gideon stared in fascination as the otherworldly figure shuffled towards Kroll. Only when it stepped into the pool of light cast by the landing craft, did he realise that it was a woman, a tiny woman no more than three feet tall. Her head was entirely bald, and a pair of comically outsized glasses dominated her aged face, m
