It was bliss. I neither had a wife bossing me about telling me this is wrong or why didn't I wash the dishes from the night before. I was very happy w...th just me and my beautiful dog, Sam, a golden retriever. One night, I decided to go up into the attic and sort some stuff out.The attic was dark, cold, and had a musty smell in the air. I lit a few candles and placed them around the attic as I looked through some of my father's old things. There was only just old photographs of my grandfather. I tended to avoid the choppers with a vengeance just like the cycles that had wiped out a few of my high school buddies before the law passed that required the wearing of helmets to protect immature brain housing groups.There I was in Lola’s apartment building looking foolishly at the sign that said “Out of Order” on the dirty elevator in the lobby.When I hit the fourth floor, I had to pause because I was out of breath.I realized that I had gained a few extra pounds on my glorious “Honeymoon”. ”“Us?” He peeked out into the bedroom. “There are others nymphs?”Naia shook her head. “I’m referring to the house itself. Emily was the last guardian of this place, and it holds many secrets. If this house should fall into the wrong hands...” Naia shivered, though the water was warm. “I’m afraid I can’t be of much help in discovering them, as I am unable to leave this room. That, and I can’t actually tell you.”“Why not?”“It’s the house.” She frowned. “Powerful magic, a Geas. When Emily died,. I decided to humor him before he went home and cried to his cat in a lonely, empty apartment that I imagined he lived in. He handed me a cone, I didn't dare eat it. I half suspected he drugged it. "Why do you always dress like that?" he motioned to my jeans with rips and chains and black paint splattered on them, ratty old converse, and a shirt from a band I'd never heard of, and dark, dark eye liner. "Because I like it," I retorted. The truth. "Is it real?" he pointed to his nose. I felt my.