Sondra looked to the door, her forehead creasing in wonder. Wasn't she supposed to meet Barry at the sorority house, so they could surprise each other...with their costumes? And wasn't it still a little early anyway? Maybe he decided he couldn't wait. Okay, I'll bite, she thought. ... No pun intended.But it wasn't Barry she found standing at her door. Instead she saw a gothic and yet beautiful girl with dark, waving hair styled with a turquoise streak, and mystical smoky eyes looking at her. "We turned a blind eye to your weeks with Martha, who had been vilely and unjustly used by one of our number, but this night with the youth was too serious a matter for us to overlook. We could not permit such an infraction to go uncorrected. You were severely punished and, but for the intervention of your feathered friends, would have suffered far more before we allowed you to be released from your torments. Another such offence and your fate will be a great deal worse - immeasurably more. After all thatit was no wonder that we had just both given up makingthe effort, given up loving, we shared the same bed,sere still best friends, I’m sure there was no otherwoman in Paul’s life and there was no other man inmine, we had simply given up.Then it started, Paul had spent most of one Saturday onthe computer, I was reading a book, I noticed from timeto time that Paul’s typing speed increased, he wasgetting very into his conversations, I also noticedthat as his typing. We can’t guarantee that any of them made it back and who do we blame?”I shake my head “It is worse than that I don’t know who is corrupt I can give you numbers but I can’t identify who is “Disappearing” and then add to the fact that now they know we know something is wrong. Otherwise they wouldn’t have attacked us in broad daylight. It was their way of putting us on notice and telling us that they aren’t afraid of us. They know they can do what they want and we can’t stop them … Yet.”Cyria.