”“What did this guy look like?”“Early to mid thirties, well over six foot, short blonde hair, dressed in a gray business suit.”“Anything b...sides them acting inappropriate bother you about them?”“Trust me honey, that was enough. You know how I feel about cheaters.” Asking Helen anymore about what she witnessed between Beverly and this guy would have been useless. When she said “cheaters” it was over. Throughout the years we have both seen too many marriages fail because some damn idiot, male and. Even the less fortunate worshipers focus on hunting monsters that are known to raise experience.”“Monsters like...”“Treasure chests that try to eat you, called mimics, is one.”Axel’s eyes brightened. “Cool, they have those here.”“Yes, mostly in dungeons or ruins.” The boys whipped their heads around. “I don’t believe any are in this dungeon, it’s too green for that.” He held back a chuckle at their now glum faces. “Now, beat those monsters behind you.”To their credit, the boys got weapons ready. She'd be interested, Sam was sure. Even though there had been no progress."Hi. This is Madeleine. I can't come to the phone right now, but if you'll leave a message, I'll return your call. Wait for the you-know-what..." Madeleine? It's Sam Wicks. Twin Rivers? I was just calling to..." Sam? It's me. I'm on. Live, from Greensboro, it's Saturday Night! You have news?" Not really. I was only calling to mark the temporary end of the struggle to identify this bird. Hugh Fulcher and I have declared. One oil lamp hissed in the corner by the immense canopied bed. It threw a subtle, yellow light towards the dresser with its tall mirror."Where is he?" Benin whispered to her friend."Through the open door behind us... he is sitting with his back to us... he has a large mirror in front of him so he can see behind." Oh!" She thought the whole set up weird, but harmless. "What do we do?" Strip... slowly, as if you're getting ready for bed, but turn so," she indicated, "so he can get a good.