She was drawn further into the room and she felt what seemed to be a slippery cord holding her. Molly struggled as another rope like thing wrapped aro...nd her shoulders. “What are you” she shouted “please help me” she called out but got no response. More of these slippery ropes wrapped around each leg and each arm. She was helpless. She stared into the darkness to see what appeared to be a large blob and these rope-like things came from it. Then this rope came towards her and latched on her left. I’m sure you would have done the same for me,” she offers, as we open the door and lay down our bags in the room. “Besides, after a few glasses of wine, I wasn’t going to let you go back out into that storm.““Speaking of wine, how about I order us a bottle? It’s the least I can do for letting me share this room with you.” I lay down my bags beside one of the double beds, as Darcy is doing the same. “Not a bad idea,” Darcy ponders, pausing,” but I thought maybe you would want to go down to the. And that's where my nightmarestarts.Entry 3: I haven't wanted to write this. Dreaming of it every night ishard enough. But the Doctor is convinced that by writing it down, I willdefuse its power over me. Its worth a shot, since I cant do any goodright now anyway. So, as I wrote yesterday, My friend had become asuper-hero, turned back into her normal self, and headed back up therope to the surface. I had delayed following, because I was busy lookingat the Goddess who had given her power. So she. "Dumb as a sack fulla shit." I said."Fuckin' bitches, fuck you." No, fuck you, you limp-dicked cocksucker." Gracie said nastily."What? Why would you even say that you fucking bitch? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Just fuck off, Gary." I said taking a menacing step towards him, making a fist and getting ready to punch him.He fucked off."Wow you looked like you were gettin' ready to hit him." Gracie said."I was. I wanted to hit him." I said, feeling like a nasty drunk now.Then Craig came.