Its face was insectile and arachnid at once, its center occupied by a pair of huge glowing red eyes which radiated a hatred that no living creature co...ld match. The entity realized it was naked now and opened its maw, releasing a screeching wail that nearly burst my eardrums. My hands flew to my ears as I tried to block out the sound, lightning still dancing along my fingertips but not going anywhere useful. I looked back up saw the Curse was gasping for air, getting ready to counter-attack.. So you make your choice who you will be humiliated in front ofme or others like your neighbors, your family and the guys at youroffice. If you're not smooth, when Jamie comes home, then I guess Iwill have to drop by to see you at work. You don't want that do you,Michelle?"With that he stood up, finished his beer and left. I sat there feelinglike the air had just been sucked out of my lungs. I blinked a coupleof times, trying to tell myself that this wasn't real; that ourconversation had been a. The biggest problem here was that there were not very many Indians left in Southern Georgia. So many of them had been sent west by the Union before the War that there were not many left for us to contact.However, there were Indians working in menial jobs in the stores in Albany, and there surely must be others in similar jobs in other towns. The advantage of recruiting these Indians was that nobody paid any attention to them, and they heard a lot that was supposed to be a secret. What we needed. “I know all the good boys, and the bad ones too.” He said winking at me. “okayyy…” I said sarcastically. “ I just need to use the restroom.” I went in to the stall, locked the door, sat down on the toilet seat and buried my head in my hands as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. Suddenly, Santa burst though the stall door staring at me with a grin. “Ok, you are weird, even for this place!” I bitched at him. “Ho Ho Ho”, he laughed reaching down and snatching me off the toilet.