“H-Hi, Jess. It’s Emma.” Emma’s voice was quivering while she hovered on the line in between ‘blind fury’ and ‘ready to burst into tears...’“Emma? What’s wrong?” Jess asked. Jess could hear the trouble in her voice.“Um, the date didn’t go so well,” Emma said, “and I kinda need a ride. Do you think you could pick me up?” Her voice cracked on “up”.“Sure, no problem. Just text me the address and I’ll be right there. I wasn’t doing anything important anyway,” Jess replied.“You’re kidding, right?” I. “You alone can decide which of those two philosophies you will adopt. If any of you think it will be the negative picture I painted then we should call this off right now. None of us are in the business of making other people feel badly about themselves.”There was quiet, and then Jodie broke into a broad grin. “I opt for version two. I think what we’re about to do will be one of the sexiest, most daring, risk taking, and happy things that I’ve ever done. Just thinking about it all afternoon, I. "I've said it once, and I'll say it again. This place is fuckin' dope."Not to mention, other people can also add their own branch to one of our stories, or just create one of their own altogether!"I won't say it a third time, mainly because I'm sure the Readers get the idea."Of course they do. They're not as slow as you are."Glass houses, shit-dick. I will bail and leave you here alone to meander without quotations."Hey, I can still use the singular ones... Still though, fair enough."More than. Lola could be dead already. I slipped inside and looked around. I was inside a small office just off the main floor area. I moved to the doorway. The door itself was lying over to the side. I saw a cluster of people over near the main doors. Taking advantage of some loose junk scattered around the floor I began to move in closer. Finally I was about 20 feet away and stuck my head over a pile of old boxes and tried to figure out what was going on. What I saw horrified me.It took a few seconds.