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Father Peter Kemp

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To Those in the Know [14 May 2008|06:14pm]
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Sometimes I'm a twat. Moving on (because Liz would like us to) I've been having dreams. I know why the girl I kept seeing in my visions never moved now. She was quite dead. And in a cave. In Romania. Somewhere in the Carpathians according to my translator extraordinare, Alex Waterhouse.

Daria, you have to thank Alex and your father for me. They've helped immensely. While the specific reason I am having this dreams isn't yet clear, I know there's someone, somewhere in Romania and they're hunting down God-fearing folk. I heard a very scared someone whispering the Lord's Prayer in the dream. Hence, I don't think this is the Templar. This is something else.

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