My name is Winifred Burkle, But people call me Fred. In 1996 I was sucked into a dimensional portal to Pylea, Lorne's home world, Lorne is one of my friends. I spent 5 years there, My kind where slaves in that world, They called my kind cows, Thats there word for slave. I kinda went crazy, but things for me now has gotten better. Angel and saved me from that place. Now I live in L.A. and I worked for Angel Investigations. Everything changed when I started working at Wolfram & Hart, I got my own laboratory and being the head of the Science Division, I never felt more comfortable with my life. One day a mysterious sarcophagus, allowed through customs by a signature from Gunn, appeared in the lab. As I examined it a large cloud of dust exploded into my face. The sarcophagus was a holding cell for Illyria, one of the ancient demons predestined to rise again. The dust I had inhaled was actually Illyria's essence, which immediately began a parasitic like existence in my body, eating away at it and making me a shell. Worse still, Knox had worshipped Illyria for years and worked at Wolfram & Hart for the sole purpose of bringing her back. Because of his affections for me, he "chose" me as the only one worthy to house his god. As Angel and Spike traveled to England to find a cure, Wesley remained at my bedside, trying to comfort me as I fought bravely but slowly began to die. Angel learned that the only way to save me would be to release Illyria and draw her back to the Deeper Well in England. However, thousands of others would die as Illyria's essence cut across the world back to the Well. Thus, Angel and Spike did nothing. Cradling me in his arms, Wesley stayed with me until the moment I died.IM -winifredburkle3
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