It was amazing how much alike all the college auditoriums were built. The architect must have sold a generic plan to everyone. The mats were down in a...half hour. By the time they were finished the Mike's Nursery truck was outside with 25 live Christmas trees that were to provide a place for Jenny to hide behind to do her part.The maintenance people were done. I thank them for their help and sent them on their way. Kate reviewed the disc she was to use and it was playing on the big screen. It. One of her legs swung out from behind the table exposing her legs in the direction of the gent opposite. Emma looked at the next message, “Do you know what’s coming?” Emma swallowed hard, “Not sure, I think so.” Emma’s chest was heaving with the anticipation and uncertainty. Having tentatively replied, she quickly picked up her coffee and took a large sip. She eagerly bit into the flap jack; savouring the sweet, yet sticky taste on her tongue. She felt a pleasant ache emanate from her groin as. I was exhausted. I continued to tremble with the afterglow.(Alysin gazed out the window for 30 seconds without saying a word. She took a shallow drag and held it. She exhaled and re-crossed her legs. She continued.)Brian lit up a cigarette and took a deep drag. I watched as the smoke curled up and away. He handed it to me. I took a puff.He said, "No! No! No!"He showed me how to inhale by taking a deep drag and opening my mouth to bring in more air. When the smoke entered my lungs, I could feel. Imps before her and Chaun fell to the ground, unable to stand on the shifting basalt. With squawks, the imps fled. She and Chaun rushed forward.“Let's go,” I said to Minx as I raced after the two, leaping over a pair of imps.She laughed and followed.Faoril's wind parted to let us in then closed behind us. Angela nodded to me. “We're all still up.”“How many are there?” Sophia panted, glancing at the dead imps being swarmed by the living. “More and more keep coming.”“That's the problem,” Faoril.