Shade

"Of course I'll help you find your true name!"

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Facts and Figures:
Name: Shade True Name:  Matt Salvatore Virtue: Prudence Vice: Pride Seeming: Darkling Kith: Whisperwisp and Mirrorskin Court: Autumn

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Introduction:
Fresh air. Freedom. Tom never felt so good as when he left his life in a cage behind him. Parole had come at last, and it tasted sweet.

But however sweet it was, the euphoria was short-lived. The sun dove fast, and darkness befell Tom's house before he returned home. A dread began to creep up on him as he opened the door for the first time in seven years.

Her stuff... it was all still here. The dog's bowl was full of water, as if it had just been fed; live flowers lay in a vase on the table; all the photos and furniture were free of dust. ... And the noise. There was this low thumping sound, as if the h ouse itself had a heartbeat. Tom began to feel his own pulse in his throat, which was becoming ever dryer by the second.

The old wooden staircase beckoned him. Tom answered. He climbed slowly to the top, each step yielding a long creak daring him to proceed further. At the top of the stairs was the door to the master bedroom. Resolute, Tom pushed it open. His eyes grew wide with shock.

There, where the master bed should have been, lied his wife's coffin... but that <span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">wasn't what scared him. No, what terrified Tom was that his wife, with her green, rotted flesh and still bearing the scar on her neck where he had slit her throat seven years ago, was sitting up in the coffin staring at her husband with an intense glee.

"Sweetie,"<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> her voice was as familiar as ever,  "why don't you come back to bed?"<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;"> Tom collapsed.

<span style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:13px;line-height:19.5px;">Shade removed his mask, and got out of the coffin. He moved Tom into the coffin, and shot him up with enough heroin to kill an elephant. Shade took out the forged suicide note, and clenched it into Tom's hand before leaving without a second glance at the room.

[This section contains only out of character knowledge]

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