We eventually got past Dean's little barricade, and found him in a pathetic state... he hasn't been keeping with his Anti-Depression medicine and coupled with the alcohol... I admit that it left a bad taste in my mouth to know we're driving him into this state.
The attack lasted until 2 hours before Christmas Eve. My Brother, The King, with his Storm Kings laid waste to the Infestation of the Intrusion. Not even the death of an obscenely large number of many bugs left a trace, for only scorch marks indicated anything has taken place.
I managed to convince everyone to leave me with him for the day... his mentality could ruin our operation and the Bright Ones were concerned if he died.
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