“Well, you know, she’d been trying to talk me into it for a while and my last semester I finally decided ‘what the hell? What are they going to ...o, fire me?’ So, we did it.” “That’s awesome,” Katie interjected. “Heather? Where did your public encounter occur?” Tracy asked. Heather assumed a bashful expression. In front of these two, she knew she didn’t have to be, but she still felt embarrassed about it. “Jimmy, of course. We were at the movies—a 9:30 show—the theater over on Broadway. There. Mathias cast his detect life spell once again to try and pinpoint where the last one was. He wasn't in the mood for any more hide and seek, he was cold, covered in blood and semen, one of which definitely was not his own and he was tired of breathing in the rancid air of this hell hole. The final goblin was just up ahead in the last room. Mathias crept to the door and tested the lock, it moved slightly, so he steeled himself and, talking a half step backed, kicked the door open, well as best he. Her skin looked like porcelain, and tonight he just had to touch her… * I woke as the dark figure sat on the edge of the bed. It took a couple of seconds to register just what it was that woke me. To realize someone was sitting next to me. The room was so dark, not even moonlight to illuminate his features. I gasped, and my heart began to race. I could not muster a scream, and for some reason I didn’t feel afraid. He must have heard me gasp, and slowly reached and touched my hand. Who was this. As I lay there in the dark I could hear mom cleaning up the dishes and then I heard her turn on the television. Two hours went by and I was thinking that maybe she had really decided that I wouldn't tell Cooper and I was starting to re-think how I could convince her otherwise. As various possibilities ran through my mind I heard a light knocking on my door."Come in."Mom walked into my room, turned on my light and stood at the end of my bed and starred down at me. Her face had a pink flush to it.