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TRANSMIT - initiate Babel signal - RECEIVE - initiate phosphorous prayer frequency - DOWNLOAD - initiate John Dee lexicon - AS SEEN ON TV - initiate pillar of salt protocol - DELIVER US FROM EVIL - initiate the Molay Curse cadence - MUST REDEEM BEFORE EXPIRATION - the red spectrum - WITNESS - The Templars.

Initiate geomancy. There is power in bisecting lines. Stand at a crossroads and feel the thrum of energy in the ninety degree angles.

Listen. Preternatural dramas all around you. The city is a honeycomb of horror, each cell barely cognisant of the others. Black feathers in a playground. The odd stain on the sidewalk. The flicker-flash of a winged thing in the headlights. The vagrant holding a wriggling bag. The moans from the apartment above. Glimpses. Did you hear that? Are you afraid?

As you read these words, a scene unfolds. Close. An alley. A neon cross shines in the seedy Eden. A monster writhes, broken and bloody, on the pavement. Its teeth gnash. It looks up into the eyes of its assailant, and two crosses reflect back in the crucifixion glow.

To pray devoutly. To prey mercilessly. The hands folded serenely drip with blood. Even monsters have bogeymen. Eh, sweetling?

The crossed ones. The Holy Grail Keepers. Protectors of Solomon's Temple. Wealthy fraternities. Solemn oaths. The Templars. A familiar name, but truths huddle more deeply in time than books are willing to confess.

We came to them in Mesopotamia. They heard the electromagnetic singing of insect cherubs. The Tower of Babel commanded maximum reception. Commands. The past tense is a lie. The tree-flesh texts transmit, in dead letters, that the Tower fell. Do not believe.

Initiate the secret histories.

From the Tower, two brothers ruled all they could see. They could see all. There was a falling out. One brother took to Sumer and gathered brethren to study the mystic and vanquish supernatural evils.

From conception, this secret society fought. They fought in Babylon and Persia, Greece and Rome, Europe and Eurasia. They assimilated the skills of every warfaring culture.

Enter another player. The Illuminati did not play the same game. Their plots walk sideways, like crabs. The children of Eye and Pyramid let loose Alexander the Great, and broke all of the Templars' toys. The crossed ones never got over it.

Time passes - you call it the Middle Ages. Mayflies have such tiny time lines. The crossed ones grow strong, grow bold. They leave the shadows. With papal sanction, they set out to rule the world publicly. The Knights Templar.

Hubris never goes unrewarded. The Illuminati tickled their web, and King Philip IV and Pope Clement V danced. They accused the Templars of heresy. Many knights burned. From above, they twinkled like stars. The king was free of his Templar debt and pocketed their pretty treasures.

We were there the day they put the last Grand Master to the flame. Even as he crackled, Jacques de Molay shouted his order's innocence. He challenged the king and the pope to meet him at the throne of their god within the year. Soon after that, the pope died. And soon after that, the king died. And only fourteen years later, the king's entire family line withered on the vine.

The crossed ones returned to the shadows, their old friend. Humiliation teaches lessons. Never again a religious agenda. Never again a public face.

Listen. In that alley, the neon crucifix flickers, humming a prayer. It forgot the words. Do you hear?

Time passes, first with silence, and then a roar. The Templars grew - real estate, military contracts, political mindshares. They hurled the Illuminati from the continent. Righteous rage! The children of Eye and Pyramid fled to the New World and never came back.

Crusaders walk these streets of steel, cement, and glass. Time moves not in lines, but in circles. Others call them antiquated. They are. The roots run deep. But the New Templars movement calls out. New blood flows, hereditary lines are opened to new thought.

Listen. Something is happening. They hum. The crossed ones have always been wary of magic, yet many are the magi among them. They control the largest occult library in this world. Old books open. Words older than geological bodies are read. The muscles of the Templars' army tense. The dark days are here, as they always knew they would be, as they have trained for since they gathered in the shadow of Babel.

Listen, sweetling. Do you hear?

When the lions of the secret world roar, the others listen. Some call them fanatics and zealots. To Templar eyes, evil reigns over compromise and corruption. Therefore, their empire must be incorruptible, must be uncompromising. They must suffer no demon to live. Measuring the lengths one must go to is redundant when there are no limits.

WARNING: holy radiation poisoning imminent. Listen to the riddle in the vibrations of the broken wings: what is the price of conviction?

Initiate the Nietzsche syntax.

Those who seek monsters can become monsters, and in the secret world, the abysses not only stare back, they bite.

On the grim-grime alley floor, a dying moth writhes under the crucifix glow. Its tattered wings, soaked heavy with blood, flap and spasm like a fallen angel who forgot the way home.

Can you hear the buzzing of the wings?

Templars #1 Details 310,350 London

London 310,350

In front of the fountain in the Temple Court facing Temple Hall.

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Templars #2 Details 205,395 London

London 205,395

Inside the Moca Loco café.

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Templars #3 Details 255,210 London

London 255,210

In a small alcove atop some scaffolding in the Darkside. Get there by climbing the scaffolding at (215,205).

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Templars #4 Details 150,160 London

London 150,160

On top of the awning to the Annapurna shop in the Haitian Market. To get there easily, jump from the nearby sign outside of Ayiti Haitian Food to the awning.

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Templars #5 Details 220,165 London

London 220,165

On a platform above the Pets vs Monsters battle arena.

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Templars #6 Details 175,215 London

London 175,215

In a booth in the second floor of the Horned God.

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Templars #7 Details 380,385 London

London 380,385

Against an iron gate on the northern corner of Temple Hall.

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Templars #8 Details 205,200 London

London 205,200

In the New Model Army shop in Darkside.

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Templars #9 Details 245,400 London

London 245,400

Under an archway of a small tunnel accessible by stairs at (165,370).

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Templars #10 Details 240,195 London

London 240,195

On the lower level of the Shades of Darkside, a small street with the Tupenny Dreadful comic shop.

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Templars #11 Details 200,150 London

London 200,150

By the door The Crusades nightclub.

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Templars #12 Details 285,280 London

London 285,280

In front of a door in a gated area near Temple Hall and the British Museum of the Occult. Access it through an open door nearby (275,280) or follow a tunnel open across from the Fallen King and Moca Loco (225,270).

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Templars #13 Details 205,310 London

London 205,310

In the Roman Wail Records.

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Templars #14 Details 250,280 London

London 250,280

Below a spiral staircase leading to the sewers accessible from the tunnel across from the Fallen King and Moca Loco (240,280).

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Templars #15 Details 275,260 London

London 275,260

At the back of the Roundabout, sewer tunnels connecting London accessible from either (240,220) or (240,280).

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