" Archeology grad students crack lost language. Film at 11." Let's see if we got it right first. Let me read it aloud." Rick picked up a long sheet of...paper from his desk. It was covered with scribbles and notes, but there were clear lines of hand-written text at the bottom."Okay. What's this thing supposed to do, again?" If we've translated it right, it's supposed to grant the worshipper - me, I guess, his deepest wish." He looked down at the paper and began reading the text, starting with a. A Van Gogh print hung above her bed, her desk was clear except for a single notebook with a fountain pen laying across it, and her shelves were stocked with academic books in alphabetical order.Laying there with the summer sun shining through the thin pink curtains, Judith stretched out and yawned. She was naked under the white covers. Her mind drifted to the events of yesterday, of her two twin eleven-year-old brothers, Mark and Aaron, coming round to try and talk Karen - Judith's housemate. Sonya exited the elevator. Its doors closed behind her. Sonya stood there and took a deep breath. Many of the desks normally buzzing with activity by this time were vacated. She lifted her chin and began to walk confidently across the long hallway toward her desk. “I will not be a casualty,” she said to herself. “This day is mine.” Fellow workers couldn’t help looking up to notice the fishnet stockings that appeared out of the long black overcoat as she walked by. They all knew whatever she had. Having nothing to do, I took a little stroll my friend Rakesh’s house. His parents were out, attending a marriage in the next town. When I went in and checked in his room, he wasn’t there. I roamed in the house looking for him. I don’t remember why I went into the bathroom. But boy, am I glad that I did! I heard the shower running, as turn my head I saw the silhouette of a naked girl with the petite body through the blurry glass door. My breathing became heavy and my heart started pounding like.