' she thought to herself in wonder.Back up at the control room they found that Maggie had already returned there. They said a quick 'Hi' to her before...sitting down to watch the rest of the concert. Maggie was torn for a moment, half of her not wanting to miss a second of Corey's song, half of her wanting to give Markus a quick hug and kiss before he had to go again. Suddenly she jumped up and threw her arms around Markus' neck, kissing him frantically.He kissed her for a few moments, then. I hesitated, not sure what to do next. Rent a car, get a cab? A part of me--a very small part of me-- was relieved. I wanted to see her, to touch her, right away, but I’d also been in transit for the better part of twelve hours. I needed a shower, stat.“Mr. Runner.”I turned, surprised by the sound of my nom de plume spoken here, in this, this efficiently friendless place.“You are Mr. Runner, sir, yes?” Not a question. The gentleman speaking glanced from his carefully palmed phone to my face. “Twenty-three minutes until sunrise.”Her intervention had worked. She had nudged Abigail in the right direction. “Can he master his telekinesis in time?”“It often takes dedicated practice for a vampire to perform delicate manipulations. Coarse movements are easy. But to pick up the key, maneuver them to the lock, insert the key, and twist is doubtful. 5% chance he can do it in twenty-two minutes.”“He's our best chance of killing Faust Crespo.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Move,” Damien snarled. He would remind me to yell out loudly, and if my efforts weren't sincere enough, he would whip me harder until my cries were realistic. While still sitting, he would whack the backs of my legs, my back, and my arms with his belt, making me shout out in protest. I couldn't help but picture my mom sitting in the living room masturbating to all she heard, and for some reason, the image really turned me on."Daddy stood up and turned me around to face him. He told me to put my hands behind my neck,.