She quickly scrambled to the other side of the wagon and crept up the steps, praying the door wasn't locked. The handle turned and the door opened wit... a slight creaking sound. Strange how in the midst of danger, small, insignificant details struck a responsive chord. She had heard that sound before. She was sure of it, but her fear washed aside the detail and she quickly stepped into the totally darkened room, closing the door softly behind her. Again that sound and suddenly the memory came. "I would like to say your father was a gentleman but..."I walked in and the talking stopped. "Dad," April mock moaned. "She was just getting to the juicy parts." You're too young to hear the juicy parts, April. Besides there weren't any juicy parts." Paul, I guess you don't want them to hear about the knocked over lamp and the twisted bed sheets." She smirked."Laura, you can tell them every sordid, 'true' detail. I'm not worried."I know I had a great evening with a great lady. I enjoyed. – Obbligo o verità? - Obbligo – risposi con un certo orgoglio. Era la prima volta che qualcuno sceglieva l’obbligo e infatti furono tutti abbondantemente sorpresi, e mi resi conto che, viste le condizioni indecenti in cui si trovavano i maschi, avrebbero potuto chiedermi qualsiasi cosa. Intanto continuavo a tenere il pistolone di Patrick in mano e mi guardai in giro, perché nessuno si decideva a dirmi cosa mi toccava fare. - Vediamo – disse uno di fronte a me. – Ti obblighiamo a dare un. That a new car?" I said, looking out to see a white van instead of her mother's gray sedan.She paused. "Yeah. C'mon!" she said joyfully.I walked out with no hesitation. The windows of the van were tinted, so I couldn't see inside. Fully trusting my friend, I still couldn't help but walk a bit slowly. I pulled open the door to the van and heard a single, strange word before I passed out."Morcere."***I woke in a very sparse basement of some kind, with strange symbols etched in the ground. The.