Mother is scared that the demons might target me. Nip it in the bud, so to say," she explained."Well, that sucks!" Blaze replied and was silent for a ...oment."Ely. You know how it is to be cooped up all by yourself, right? I flew all the way, just to see you. If I head back early, I should make it back fine," Blaze tried to wheedle her."But..." Come on, Ely. I promise I won't come back until Aunt Becky comes back. You are my best friend. You shouldn't snitch on me like this," Blaze edged her.If. Still, there was no reason for her to know that. "Secondly, you probably want to know who I am. That's simple enough. I am your Master now, and you will refer to me as such. Now as for what I want with you, that's simple too: you're my pet now. If you behave, you will be rewarded, and if you misbehave, you will be punished." She was trembling now. "Oh, and one last thing - I am never, ever going to let you go." That last statement seemed to finally really break her. She began wailing through. Paul answered on the first ring.“Uh, Paul,” I said, “it’s—”“Oh,” he said, “it’s you. I thought it might be the police. I called them ten minutes ago. That ... guy ... and his friends are keeping everyone awake. I don’t suppose you want to go and talk to them about it?”“Sorry, Paul, I don’t think that would be a good idea. I just wanted to know if you’d called the cops already.”“It wouldn’t hurt if you called it in, too.”“I will.” And I did. Fuck the couple next door.A few minutes later a squad. She’d been quite a mystery to herself in the beginning. At first, she knew only what the woman who had raised her had said of it. Now, she knew a lot more of herself than many people alive today know of their heritage, but most or all of it, depending on what one might believe, was cast in permanent shadow. Twenty-seven years before, a young woman met several people who took her and her swollen belly to a coastal village where she boarded a trawler and traveled to what was perhaps the most.