The Dance of the Seven Veils

Keibu calmly left the costume store and hailed a cab. The last rays of sunlight began to disappear from the sky as he got in the cab. "South Ferry station." he told the cab driver.

The carriage quickly drove off to its destination.

At Mr. Reich's mansion, the butler lied on the floor in a puddle of blood, dead. He removed the knife in defiance after telling the two intruders of his master's whereabouts.

In the kitchen, Mr. Fibb happily raided the fridge and pantry, gorging himself on the expensive meals imported directly from Allemane. "Oh Mr. Fibb my love," chimed Mr. Wink from a communication tube from Reich's master bedroom. "I have a surprise for you upstairs." he said in an almost flirty tone.

The was enough for Fibb to drop all of his food. "I'm on my way..." he announced. He assumed Wink was planning for the two of them to have a quickie on Mr. Reich's bed. He made his way upstairs only to see a just as pleasant surprise; Male Lupe himself on the bed.

"We finally found him." smirked Wink, excited that they found who they were looking for. "Well...sort of..." he pointed to the fact that Male looked and sounded more like a zombie than a pony. The stallion just gave a loud groan of pain as drool streamed out of his mouth.