Feeling quite relieved, Fred returned back to Sancho for his rubdown... but
there was no trace of him. Not only that but the supplies, horses,
everything but Lord Fred's swords and pack were totally gone. "Must have
went back for more ointment," mused Fred, stupidly. Leaning up against a ghastly pile of dead bodies, Fred decided to take a nap while he waited for Sancho's return. Man, that rubdown was going to feel gooood. When Fred awakened, he was surrounded by six cackling spirit wraiths, howling for his blood. Grinning fiercely, he jumped up, unsheathed his new enchanted sword, and yelled out his own battle cry. "This is more like it!" he yelled, as vultures, ravens and crows circled ominously overhead. What now?
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