"Fuck her up! In anyway just make her stop!" Akira. Anyway Stop" it wrote with his blood as it bleed into the parchment.The book slammed shut, as the ...ights cut. Danny sat for a moment staring. Silence in the dark room. The moon barely glinting through.He heard a low feral growl from behind him. And then a loud footstep, then another. Suddenly the footsteps stopped and the lights flicked back on.Akira sat in her basement. Occult artifacts displayed all around some covered by black fabric. She. In the afternoon she dropped by my cubicle and sat on my desk. She flashed her red panties and smirked at me. I was going crazy. I left work and instead of going home I went to my neighborhood bar. Bill, the bartender was an old friend of mine. When there was a lull at the bar he came over to me and asked where I'd been. I told him I had met someone special. He asked if he knew her. I said I didn't think so. He asked where she was and I told him she was out on a date. He looked at me. The party had grown some with the people who had arrived while we were absent. Andy had met a few of my neighbors previously, and we mingled. As he became more comfortable (And stoned), Andy relaxed and began to circulate on his own.The rest of this story I got from Andy. It will be easier if I tell it just as he told it to me:(Andy speaking)I felt more relaxed after smoking up with Pete. The pot had thrown a curtain over the things I’d been feeling since the divorce. Darlene had never been a. Finally knowing she needed to go she kissed his cheek. Lastly she whispered in his ear. “If you had a million years to do it in Jean, you couldn’t rub out even half the ‘fuck you’ signs in the world. It’s impossible.” Did she do it with her own hands? She wouldn’t say. I like to imagine some huge brute snuck in the door as she snuck out. Well that’s what I pretend anyways. It’s how I like to think of Svetlana. Two days later she was on a boat on her way back to Russia. Cheka was gone. The KGB.