“OK. Look, there's a table with punch bowls. Let's get you some of that,” Derby said. They walked over to the table together.A frat brother was...sitting behind the makeshift bar, mixing drinks and serving punch. “What's your poison, little lady?” he asked.“I'd like some punch,” Anna answered.“Unleaded, super, or (drum roll, please!) racing fuel?” he said with an evil glint in his eye.“What's the difference?” Derby asked.“Unleaded is plain, unadulterated fruit punch with a little ginger ale. Based on the information they had, this seemed to eliminate the current danger to the restaurant goers. Therefore, Nightmare and Nemesis figured that it was time to visit Spoiler Banes. They retrieved their vehicle and drove to the South Side Neighborhood.It was nearly midnight by then, so they had no qualms about parking in a convenient drive way. The women made their way through the shadows the short distance to the abandoned theater that Spoiler Banes was using as his headquarters.There were. I wasn't always a statue though. I was once a living woman. I only became a fairy after my spirit was placed in the statue while my body was cooked. Yes my body was cooked and eaten by my lover Jenny but I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning.Like I said I wasn't always a statue. I was once human. At the time I was 28 and I like to think that I was attractive even if I didn't have any dates. I guess it's because I was so shy. I still am even though I've gotten used to being. I needed to get my mind off of things, but seeing Paul was a necessary evil for that to happen.Brandon was out of town for the next few days on a family vacation, so his souped-up garage was out as the hangout spot. It seemed Keller was busy as well, some training day-camp for the local minor league team he had joined after the inter-school league had concluded some weeks prior. That left Jamie and Paul as my potential compatriots against boredom.I called Jamie first, hoping to secure a safe.