He glanced jealously at the flyer his twin sister was examining. It advertised the giant library, literary societies, and a teaching staff that was 90... PhDs. She couldn't have been much happier than he was. He heard her mumble under her breath, "do they even have a soccer team?"It was bullshit and they both knew it. Since their father had sold his company for millions, he was determined to send them to the best schools in the world for their post-high school years. Since all the best. “I didn’t get the message until about 11:20pm your time. It was too late to call and you didn’t leave an emergency message with Jackie or Elyse by calling the other line.”“Jeff got arrested again!” she said. “I don’t have a lot of time because I have to catch the bus, but I wanted you to know. It was the same stuff he did last time.”“Holy shit! Mom must be freaking out!”“She’s already trying to offer money to the girl’s family to make it go away.”“Who was it?”“Some new family that moved into. It was for this reason that I couldn't help but to feel strangely alone and concerned, I would have left the room right then and headed above deck to check on things, had it not been for the knock at our door just as I had turned to move towards it. I hesitated slightly and glanced at my ladies, one moved forward briskly to open the door, but no gentleman stood there, not my father with his kindly face and misty blue eyes, not the cabin boy with his thin little body and messy arrangement of. What awaited them, under fluorescent lights, was a long row of Medieval stocks.“Strip off your clothes and assume the position,” Blight ordered.One of the women, an early-twenties firecracker, turned to him with a look of fury. “You’d better kill me now, because I’ll die before I get in—”She was silenced as Blight’s saber returned to his sheath, despite none of the women having seen him draw it. The rebel then fell to her knees, screaming in agony with blood pouring from the side of her head..