A nothing, nothingness. It was such a large nothingness that Luca wondered if he was dead. He realized he wasn’t when he thought that. If he was hav...ng thoughts then he wasn’t dead.‘Get up,’ he thought. ‘Get up, get up, get up!’ he thought wildly, repeating his incantation. The soft, melodic, beautiful notes continued to play in his head, coming to a crescendo, playing louder and louder internally as the music reached its peak, it picked up, grew beautifully louder and more magnificent. It. The iron slams though the eye of the man sounding a clank of iron on stone as it burst though the skull to the ground below. I pick up the body and move it to a nearby alley dropping it to the earth to rot with the rats. I look out from the shadows, everything appears quite. But suddenly I hear a woman screaming something. The banshee’s sound comes clear to my ears. ‘MURDERER! MURDERER! GUARDS COME, THERE IS A MURDERER!’ Bells begin chiming in a chaotic rhythm from different directions! Lights. The motorhome was parked by the side of the road, I had to pass it to get home, there was no other way. Lowering my head I walked looking through my eyebrows at the tinted windows of the vehicle. I had to pass within feet of the side door. As I reached it opened. The girl stood there.'Why don't you come inside Peter.' she said.I staggered slightly, how did she know my name, I tried to say no but nothing left my lips. I heard something behind me. I turned it was the woman. She grabbed me,. When she had not moved, he moved his fingers down to her cleavage, rubbing a freckle on her left breast. Allie had sat frozen on the barstool. He had then started to rub her dress over the area of her nipple until it poked out of her dress like a grape. Her fear at that point had become palpable but so had a feeling of immense anticipation. Soon Uglies Two and Three had come over to see what was going on. By this time, Ugly One fhad slipped his hand inside her top and was cupping and squeezing.