I had previously given Brad a fleet before today and I asked him if he was all prepared he shook his head in the positive. I looked into his blue eyes...it was a combination of fear anticipation and excitement. I told the boys to go ahead get comfortable and to call me when they where ready. In preparation I had previously set up me tablet and computer to record and unbeknownst to them it was already recording. I opened my cell phone and connected to my computer to see how they where going. Brad. The old mansion must have had a dozen doors opening off the central hallway. It was dark and spooky, befitting the party atmosphere. Spray-on cob webs adorned with giant rubber spiders flowed from the ceiling to the walls. The only light fixture was halfway along the long corridor. Two of its four bulbs were painted orange, the other two an almost black purple. This cast a strange glow over the hallway.None of the doors was open. Johanna had never been past the first floor, and had no idea. Until now, I had considered us as equal partners but how could I feel that way when she, as always was the beauty queen and I was the math nerd. When I got there, she was in the shower, so I sat on the bed and turned on the TV. I turned to ESPN hoping a dose of sport talk would somehow bring back my virility. To my dismay, it was a show on women weight lifters, all more manly than I could ever be. I turned off the TV and waited for Rene to finish. I must have dosed off for I awoke to Rene naked. "Honey, the potatoes are done; thanks for starting them."Her voice broke me from my reverie and I could now function again, but the vision lingered on in my mind. It was so clear, so real, I would have sworn it was real and I was there with that gun in my hand killing Laura and then I would kill James and then myself. I could see how all that would play out. Wow, that was some image; it really had such a hold on me. I know it wasn't real because the only gun I had was a .30-06 deer rifle that.