10-17-2010, 11:37 AM
"Melody, what is it? Why aren't you telling me anything?" he asked, looking at the poor girl. He tried to talk to her, and tried to get an answer, but if continued to get nothing he would look at Angel. "I don't know about blowing up the place. Melody may know something we don't, and be under a spell to keep her silent..." He pulled out a knife from his belt and used it to scratch words into the wall. Melody, can you write it out?
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.