Laying on top of the covers, she stares out of the windows, it's dark outside and the only light they get is from the bathroom. A chill comes over her and she slides under the covers, pressing her face into the pillows. When he speak she finally looks up at him and pulls her head under the covers so he doesn't have to look at her.
"He was chasing me through this house, this beach house. He smelt so bad, like sulfur and death and no matter where I went the smell was there, he was there. I was trying to find you, and Jonba, but you had taken him and left. Which was good, because he was really, really angry. He got me into a corner and started to touch me, he said this time he wouldn't leave you anything."
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Date: 2008-09-06 04:16 pm (UTC)"He was chasing me through this house, this beach house. He smelt so bad, like sulfur and death and no matter where I went the smell was there, he was there. I was trying to find you, and Jonba, but you had taken him and left. Which was good, because he was really, really angry. He got me into a corner and started to touch me, he said this time he wouldn't leave you anything."