‘I want you to steal the Screamager virus.’ The room was silent. ‘Fuck off.’ Mark said. ‘No chance.’ ‘I’ve heard of that before,’ Ab...ie added. ‘I was paid to steal it, only I couldn’t get hold of it within the window I had.’ ‘Well, I’m obviously having to play catch up here,’ Ash said. ‘Would someone please explain to me what this screaming me-me is.’ ‘It’s a doomsday virus,’ Mark said. ‘Unleash one drop of it and you create a plague more virulent than the Black Death was back in the day. One. She had fixed what needed fixing, sold what she didn’t need and moved out of the apartment she had grown sick of with the help of the few friends she had left before realizing she had grown sick of them as well.They were too nice, knew and treated her too well for her liking. Mistrust, backstabbing and ambition were things her cynic mind could handle, friendship and loyalty were not. She was growing weak, the hatred and aggression she had used to power her mind and body through the work week. You will walk me to lounge by stepping my heels on your palms to settle comfortably on leather couch to plan my day and you will do the laundry, ironing, folding and arranging wardrobe as each of my dress should be ready to wear at any time and then you will clean all my footwear spotless even the sole and heels, apart from this all other task and chore will be done by you as they come up or required or ordered by me and as far you are concerned you only wear short tunique and always stay. She had obviously tied the cuffs to the headboard since I couldn’t lower my arms. She moved to my feet, where she had apparently already tied ropes to the footboard of the bed. She tied my ankles separately allowing little movement of my legs. Diane came up and shook me slightly. I acted like I just woke up to find myself all tied up. “What’s going on?” I asked in my best surprised voice. “You’ve been ignoring me lately and I really don’t appreciate it. So now I’m going to get a little.