It was kept very warm in there, indeed. John could not wait to try the place out. Everything the gentleman farmer needed for comfort. It was a veritab...e old style plantation come to life!John spent the night there, and it was a restful night. The bed was huge and comfortable, breakfast the next morning was eggs, and meats of various types. John broke out some coffee from his dwindling store, and had a pot made. All in all it was a great breakfast.Finally, he and his guards loaded up into the RV. After fighting within himself, he sank to the ground and began to talk. ‘I’m sorry.’ He said quietly. He felt awkward, like he was talking to himself. ‘Linden kissed me, and I let her.’ Donovan sat silently thinking about the scene right before he had run off. He was scared, not of her, but of betraying his friend. Sure, he wasn’t alive, but the grass hadn’t even grown over the grave yet. He had only been gone a week. A lump wedged itself into his throat. Jett had been medevac’d to the. “Hi, how are you?” A soft sweet voice from her ruby red lips. “I’ am really well thank you”. I smiled brushing her shoulder as I grasped for her drink. “Would you like another one?” I asked to offer my services to her. “Well I was actually thinking about leaving, I’m so sorry but no.” Bec said with a downtrodden face. “Why so early”? I inquired. Bec began “Well my friends bailed, all had dates”. She looked away hiding her emotion about being alone for the night. I smiled and lifted her chin. He then turned around, swinging Abaddon like the head of a sledgehammer, and planted him in the floor with enough force to create a thirty-foot crater. He released the Demon’s throat, and as the beaten wretch slowly tried to get to his feet, Baltoh delivered a devastating kick to the face, sending Abaddon flying through the air and crashing into the wall with so much force that even the pay phones he didn’t crush were destroyed by the shockwave and the whole terminal nearly caved in.Baltoh.