"Whoa. What was going on? I had never heard Whitney talk like that. Hell, she never even used that inflection in her voice, or ever said the words I w...s hearing. I heard some of the raunchiest phone sex between my wife and this unknown man. It was so bad, I tuned it out while my mind turned to Whitney and our life together.We were coming up on twenty years of marriage. I worked for a corporation across town and Whitney for a real estate management firm. We have two kids, Aileen, the oldest, is. Her brother was always bothering her, teasing and running both mouth and feet a mile-a-minute.But this time, he was away for the weekend and thus it was just the two of us. It was raining outside so we stayed in. Their house was a four-bedroom two-story plus a finished basement. We were in the basement. There was a ping-pong table, an old TV with a small couch and beanbag chairs. One side was the yard tool storage and a side door leading out to the backyard. The other side had a half-bath and. It moves upward inside his neck, then pokes out of the left side of his neck. With more of a grip on the man, the tentacles lift him up a few feet off the ground. The beast and the man are now eye level. The man starts gaining consciousness again. Just in time to see the creature dig his long, sharp nails in his chest, ripping it apart, tearing through his chest, throwing his organs to the floor and continuing to shred into his torso. The man watches in horror as his body is mauled apart. The. Why did she have to be here if they thought she couldn’t handle a thing? Reduced to a guard dog — which she was sure they equated her to a yapping chihuahua — Emma popped herself up and into the back of the van. Her legs dangled as if she were on a swing. She wished Nick had been more thorough before asking her to come. ‘Catch!’ Someone threw two hard items in her direction. She caught it, noticing that she had gotten two lollipops and laughed before pocketing them. ‘Lighten up Emma, it’s a.