She knew, she sensed it was his world. She wanted to be a part of it. She knew her initiation had only just begun. Rebecca felt her knees grow weak as...with one step after another she descended the flight of metal steps until finally she felt terra firma, the hard, cold concrete floor of the sub-basement. For the first time she glimpsed her surroundings as her gaze swept from one corner of the room to the next. He had previously acquainted her with the geography of the room relative to the rest. I then thought to myself that now was the time to do what I had been waiting for. “Danny, would you go and get us all some alcohol? I think we could all use a drink,” I spoke softly. Danny turned to face me “Get it yourself!” He said in protest. “I’ll make it worth your while Dan,” I replied with a more seductive and assertive tone. At that Danny smirked and left to get some drink from the fridge; Dale had become a little wary, he had no idea what was going on. I stood up from the couch. She was a National Honor Society member, played both volleyball and basketball and was most likely going to be class valedictorian. Kathleen, a year younger than Patrice, was a Junior and also National Honor Society. She played the cello in the high school orchestra. Diana and Susan were in the 8th grade they were both honor roll students and cheerleaders. Basically they were on the same track as their older sisters Then there was the middle child Charles or what he was most often referred to. Today Ellia sat beside her in stark contrast, she was all long slender limbs, fair features and long, thick, impossibly blonde hair. She was sitting in to learn how to deal with the prisoners. ‘Lindsay is the daughter of one of Ollie’s patients,’ Grace explained. ‘We see the patients every day and keep close track of their progress but we only see the family members about once a week, and it is totally voluntary for them. If they don’t want to we don’t push the issue.’ They took her blood.