I'd read on the trailer for the film that it was 135 minutes long, meaning that with previews we were probably looking at getting out around 9:30 pm i... we stayed the entire time. That left me another 90 minutes until curfew, which was a little tight for my intentions but all that I would have to work with. It was about halfway through the film, when I felt a hand rest on my leg. Startled, I felt a rush of nervous excitement before turning my head to look at my date. Everything in me said to. I called ‘Dristhi’ in the most soft way possible. she did not wake up. I did something which I had awaited for almost 4-5 yrs now. I put that hair of hers behind her ears. I again calledVishal: DRISHTIDrishti: hmm ( with her eyes closed)V: Will you get up? and lock the door I need to goD: need to go where? ( still eyes closed)V: To my house idiotShe got up with a shock. She was likeD: I’m soo sorry how could I sleep! Why did not u wake me up earlier?V: Its ok sweetie!She got up from the sofa. “Are you Karl Altmann?”“I am,” the bearded man answered, as if there had been much doubt. “It’s good to meet you.”The two men walked to the top of the hill where a huge oak and an equally impressive black walnut tree grew horizontally out from the cliff face, hanging sixty feet or more over the creek below. After fifteen feet or more of horizontal growth the trees started to bend gently skyward. Thick ropes stretched between the trunks held a bridge which led to the treehouse itself, at least. He stepped out the back door, and strode off toward the ugly things. There were about a half a dozen of the things. They were placed in a perfectly circular design. Ron immediately and started scanning the neighborhood. This was just the type of thing they would pull on that 'Gotcha TV' show, that his wife insisted on watching every Wednesday night. It was a sadistic version of the old Candid Camera show. At least the old one had been funny. 'Gotcha TV' seemed totally intent on humiliating.