#184670 - Over the course of the next few weeks, as more and more of the damage come to light, the government, or at least what was left of it, sought to cover up the worst of the incidents, and of course the murder of a vicar, his landlady and the rape of his daughter went unreported, and the disappearance of the Rev. Maybe its evil intelligence had a plan, maybe it worked to no plan, just randomness, or maybe it was just some great demonic joke, picking people to amuse itself as it rolled up towards the capital over the war ravaged land. Giving up, she looked down at him in disgust, rage boiling inside her, and then it exploded, years of bottled up rage giving her the strength to plunge a kitchen knife downwards, straight into his chest, plunging deep into his heart.