It was her third and she felt more relaxed after finishing half of it, yet as she walked out to the station wagon she sensed a warm tingling of expect...ncy in herself that made her somewhat uncomfortable.From the second floor landing Betty could hear loud music and laughter coming from the hallway and she was met at the top of the stairs by a burly man in costume garb who handed her a mask. Behind him she could see that the entire corridor had been made into a dance floor: brightly lit Chinese. Art was going to have the time of his life that night, and he knew it."Oh yes," I said. "Eric's got her primed just right. Where can I hide?" I asked looking around."In here," Art said coming out from behind the counter. "This booth is perfect, it will give you a good view of the front of the store and, if you look through the 'blow-hole' you can see into the double booth with the couch next door."Lyndia's StoryI felt Eric touch me and I turned toward him. I was still lying on the pool table. As they moved closer, the odor from their unwashed bodies made her want to retch. It was four males and one female, uniformly twisted and ugly; their only garments a ragged cloth over their loins. They appeared very much alike, the female apparent by the shriveled dugs on her chest and the long mat of stringy hair."Our captive has awakened," she said in a voice like stones grinding together. "I'm afraid we have no more suitable accommodations for such a fine lady, but you would not fit in our. " Then he turned back, dropping his powers, "Think mostcarefully about the path. I worry for you."And Virbius was gone. "If you worry for me, why do you leave me?"Antonius demanded of the empty air. How could this happen? How could hisfriend abandon him? He stumbled towards the woods, searching desperatelyfor where they had entered the clearing hours ago. He thought he couldmake it out, the grass seemed crushed here. He felt tears of frustrationrun down his face. If he didn't make it back to.