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He sits and waits, as the honor of Professor Plum shalt be recovered; this night will be long, and such the wait for the sun to be in the very bottom of the celestial globe, equidistant from both horizons.

The focus increases; the very mayhem and the dominance of Scarlett on room which can be painted the strongest of the ruby reds, or the victory of Professor Plum and the honor between actual heroes, and not assassins; which may happen?

Of all possibilities, one is certain: He sits and waits, for a finite, albeit indefinite time. 3 AM approaches. The assassin will take a better role: getting vengeance on each drop of delicious blood composing Scarlett; to save his race; to kill the curse; to save Humanity from it's disgrace.

I really like where this is going.