Not like it had white paint or there was white stuff there. There was literally just blank nothingness at the bottom of the stairs.Gibby raced back up...to his bedroom and began to rock back and forth on his bed as the white light grew and grew and grew until he could see little more than the area around him.Just when he thought that he was going to get sucked into the light, a hand grabbed him and pulled him up on his feet."Are you Gibby?" the voice asked.Gibby , now looking the guy square in. .. which I did.I hit the road straight towards the mountains we’d just left, looking for something – anything – to take my mind off of how alone I was. As the van ate up the miles towards Gatlinburg, my mind drifted over the sudden obsession with being far from Tommy’s home and hometown. With no one holding me back, and nothing but trouble if I stayed, it made perfect sense to run for the hills. The fact that I was running from my own loneliness and not fear of discovery was a distant second on. "WHAT HAVE WE HERE?" said a husky, male voice.Sandi was beyond caring; stabbing her womb with the wooden cross and shrieking as her orgasm consumed her.I turned to look and a bright, white light filled the entire doorway. A figure stood in the midst of a swirling fog. It was the figure of a huge black man, easily six and a half foot tall, with thick, rippling muscles and a broad, gleaming chest. Suddenly, both doors swung shut behind the dark shape with a loud slam."I see my little girls like. I'll think about it.Another thing: we should create a protection spell for our body.What?I used to be surrounded by layers of them. In fact, they're probably what saved my life. We're nowhere near ready to do anything as complicated as those, but we might be able to come up with something that turns grazing hits into misses and lessens the impact of hits, now that you're going around getting into fights.I didn't start either of those.No, you didn't, but you still seem to be collecting enemies..