"We played three times I won twice he won once. As we were drinking a beer after the last game I introduced my self as Glen Jackson and he said he was...Chris Parker. We talked for a while and I asked him where he worked. When he told me I said, "Some of my girlfriend's friends work there." I left it at that.I went to the bar a couple more times that week and played pool with Chris and talked for awhile. On Monday of the following week I started things rolling. Chris and I were playing our second. Within a week I was spending another night alone at a location miles away from that initial apparition. I still didn't believe it was real. But, again, I was there by myself, sleeping under a warm quilt, with the fireplace illuminating the room along with candles gently flickering in the slight drafts. I felt another dream coming upon me. Another dream, with the creature of the night hovering above my quiescent body.Again, I felt like crying out, but once more I was restrained. Its tits where. Each place has a different smell based on what’s there. You can sniff the air with your eyes closed and know where the pond is. You can take another sniff and know where the barn is. When the wind is right, you can smell Mom’s cooking a quarter of a mile away. You can smell the weather in healthy air. You know if it’s going be dry, raining, or snowing that day just by the scent in the morning air.”“What’s your favorite weather smell?” Rose asked.“I like the scent of fog. It’s like rain, but it. “Hello Sophie, so good to see you have arrived safely”, said the deep male voice “Now please remove all your clothes and put them in the wardrobe, then when you fully naked, kneel on the floor facing away from the door. When I come into the room please do not look at me.” Before Sophie had a chance to say anything the line was dead. So much for this outfit thought Sophie, not realising that she was being watched by a hidden camera and her every action was seen in a room just across the.