He was either genuinely sweet, or he was getting in good with her grandma and planned to take advantage of her eventually. Gram was a pretty good judg... though, so she figured he must be really that sweet. She drifted off to sleep wondering what he looked like. When Kathleen woke up, it was a little before seven. She groaned and knew she was too awake to go back to sleep. Kathleen staggered out of bed and turned the air conditioner up a little. It was slightly chilly in the house. After starting. He arose and looked around. The TV was switched off. Maybe mom had turned it off. He climbed the stairs and went to his mothers room. There she was folding clothes. Coincidence??? Maybe.He saw her phone and checked it. And he was stunned. He saw the exact same messages he had seen earlier. He was stunned and stood there for a moment. What the hell really happened? This can't be!!!He quickly went into his room, and once again he willed himself to sleep. Usually that was not possible for him, but. "Hold up, let me look around." She continued inspecting the car, then the next two. "Shit! There's fresh blood. You've had a firefight here in the past couple of hours." It's not—" Look, I'm tired of you trying to sell me a bill of goods. But it's clear this passage is more dangerous for you than me. Fresh blood is an immediate contamination source. I'm immune, plus I know what to avoid. As you've seen, you can't see well enough to make it through the open parts of the tunnel without falling.. ” Mistress demanded. I was surprised at her language, she had never called me “Bitch” before. I did as I was told. Jeff then dragged me a foot or so till I was in the proper position. The chains were lowered to the floor and my shackles removed but the hanging chains were attached to my ankle cuffs. Jeff then went to a large wheel that I had not noticed before and began turning it. I saw the slack in the chain being taken up and it was then that I realized that they were going to raise my legs.