Digi-Shaman-of-Fire

The camera was jiggling up and down as Digi ran. With no attention being paid to composition, all that was in frame was the floor and the occasional flash of feet.     'What the fuck was that?!' Digi shouted.     'We're about to find out!' said Xen. A flash of his foot appeared as they all rushed up the stairs.     'Isn't it obvious?' Her panting picked up clearly on the camera. 'Your stupid documentary brought out the ghosts and now we're all doomed!'     Finally, Digi had the thought to raise the camera. The corridor blurrily came into shot. Stray limbs came in and out of view as they all hurried down. The view swerved as they turned a c...

He laid the body out atop a table in the centre of the room. A puddle began to spread outwards from the corpse, and was soon dripping steadily into a bucket where it was led by channels carved into the stone. IKEA practicality could not be beaten.     He flicked a nearby switch, and a ring of electric candles lit up. As much as colleagues suggested that real candles were the only way to go, he always felt like it was such a waste; nothing environmentally friendly to that at all, never mind the problems with smoking and dripping.     Fence reached for the Tome of Biologically Dubious Animation; it was underneath the Tome of Baking which he ...