She drove to the mall and paid for her ticket to the movie, one everyone was talking about, a chick-flick as the men said. This one was about a woman ...ho was dying and her relationship with her husband and children.Susan walked into theater number 7 and looked around. There were only a few people in the theater but then it was almost ten minutes before the movie started. Because of her age her eyes didn't focus as well as they used to so she tended to sit up higher in the back of the theater. Chapter One – Mind Scare:Walk up to your victim and look him in the eyes for 5 seconds and give him an evil grin and laugh with your hands by your side.Walk very swiftly and get the palm of your hand and make it straight as possible and go to hit your victim but don't actually hit him stop and wait 4 seconds then look towards him.Then walk up to his face and go right up close to him and say “You absolute shit!” very loudly.Hold him by his neck with firm pressure and look him in the eyes.Walk. Her face grew red with the shouting. She advanced towards him and he put up his hand to push her back and maintain his personal space. His hand instinctively landing and then holding her left breast inside her tight black sweater. She stopped yelling and looked down for an uncomfortable moment then up at him. Time seemed to jump forward a few seconds and they were kissing. He vaguely recalled taking off her glassed and gently placing them down on the coffee table. His hands grabbed her behind. He didn't exactly mind the garbage can cuisine, but his bio-brain did - violently. While passing a combination campground and recreational facility, he noticed a "help wanted" sign. The manager didn't like dogs, but a watch cat wouldn't do, and he got to thinking that a bio-dog would probably do about as well as a three-hundred year old watchman. The insurance company insisted that the facility be patrolled twenty-four hours a day, but they never precisely said that it had to be done by a human.