She grabbed a handkerchief from her pocket and covered her nose and mouth. Julia knew that breathing through her mouth would help alleviate the smell ...ut she worried about forgetting; getting a noseful of decaying meat wouldn't do any favors to her digestion.She was following the Sergeant when her eyes caught something on the hidden door. There was the barest hint of discoloration above the door handle. "Hey, Sarge? Look at this. Looks like there was something here. A lock, maybe." Good eye,. Without another word he drags me towards the opening in the wall from which he emerged, side-stepping his vile servant. Stumbling and struggling to keep up with his long strides I hobble along quietly, afraid of incurring his wrath, despite his assurances of my safety. He leads me through the opening in the wall, walking through the melted lava. Surprisingly, this does not burn my bare feet. The demons way of protecting me I suppose. Beyond us is a long tunnel, a red light glowing at its end.. It was expensive, but I didn't care. I got what I wanted.The hotel had a dinner dance planned for the event and I bought a pair of tickets. All that remained was part three of my plan. Molly needed a new gown, and I needed to rent a tuxedo, again if I wasn't too late. This time, I wasn't so lucky. What they had in traditional black tuxes didn't fit me, and what they had that fit looked more like a suit from a bad wedding party. I would just have to make do with my blazer and grey flannels.. In the drawers here, justlike the skirts, the underwear he was filling up the case with now werenothing like he had once loved to wear. It was all about comfort. Fullcotton briefs that covered everything, although he did note with a smilethat there was still a lot of pink in amongst them. Always hisfavourite colour.He took one more look at the smaller case, taking in the contents of hisnighties, knickers, bras, tights, a couple of scarves, his fluffyslippers and of course his small.