She had never seen it full. She had only been told about it. Those days were before traffic was rerouted over the mile high bridge. The bridge wasn’... really a mile high, it only seemed that way. It ran two miles long and carried the through traffic that once traveled on the two lane road in front of the diner. “You got any real coffee,” the dirty middle-aged man asked. “Sure, what kind of diner would it be without coffee?” she asked. “The kind that serves that shit they call coffee, but tastes. "You know actually I am a little disappointed in myself." I say."It won't last long, you will be dead soon enough." She says in a whisper.I shrug."How? If you bring Lilith back?" I say.She looks defiantly into my eyes."I am just going to throw this out there, if you do bring her back, I highly doubt she will kill me." I say.She snorts."In fact she might be very very angry at the one that opens the pit." I say.She just stares at me."You know the reason I am disappointed in myself?" I ask.She. After few chit chat, I asked her shall I go? She told me please after lunch.We again come back to the main hall and she called her husband and confirmed where he is and when he will be back, he is in an out of the city he may be come by late night, she said.She went inside kitchen and took hot water and a cloth for massage again she bit uncomfortable can’t herself, shall I do? I asked, this time she openly accepted so I put her leg and started to massage with hot water after some time I wiped. .. There's still something about this I'm forgetting, Kathy..." Well, keep thinking! Meanwhile, how about we head north? Will you take my diary? I think you have a better spatial picture of what's going on here, compared to me. Thanks. Please try to draw a map of how these rooms are connected to each other..."Matt and Kathy exited their bedroom through the room's northern orange wall. They entered a large living area; filled with couches, play tables, reclining chairs, a huge multimedia center,.