. As soon as she heard the sound of Peter’s car starting she stood up—slowly, painfully—then climbed off the sawhorse and removed the mask. Aft...r blinking a few times to accustom herself to the light she walked to the other side of the basement, where she’d left her clothes. She looked at the pile of neatly folded garments on the couch, started to reach for her underwear...then stopped, her arm still extended. After a moment she shook her head slowly, turned and began walking up the basement. "We'll have a couple of staff members move you downstairs, and I'll drop by later to see how you're doing."Soon, I was wheeled down into my new home for the next two days, at the very least. It was a double room, but the other bed was vacant, at least for now. I couldn't get over it. I was out for four days? I've lost four days of my life, I thought. And it was completely unnecessary, at that. Then, I reconsidered the point, realizing that I had many years of 'extra time' that more than made. But do it after you get up on the chair and put the noose on. I'm afraid I can't take the risk of helping you up. Sorry?" he held up his gloved hands and grinned. "Touching is out. Can't leave any fingerprints on your pretty little body." Thank you Richard," Mark said quietly, slurring the words a little. "Thank you for being so kind to me." Think nothing of it honey. Now up you go."Mark steadied himself with a hand on the back of the chair and stepped onto it as gracefully as he could. It was. I made sure that all the doors were locked, turned out all the lights except one for Dad. Then after standing there looking down at him, wondering what might have happened if he hadn't disturbed us by snoring as he did. "Bastard," I shot out, as I threw a rug over him, and followed Mum up the stairs. When I got to her door it wasn't quite closed, but the room was in darkness. I walked on to my own room, closed the door and after turning on the light, stripped down to my underwear. After sitting.