Three Word Story

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!"

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!"And so I'd

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew."
My eyes nearly

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew."
My eyes nearly shattered at the

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew."
My eyes nearly shattered at the request. I turned

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew."
My eyes nearly shattered at the request. I turned away to grab

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew."
My eyes nearly shattered at the request. I turned away to grab my purse and

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping.
"Lydia -- shut up for the love of God! For the last time, PLEASE stop this nonsense."
Indignant, Lydia drew in a deep breath and screamed, "Stop it now."
"What is wrong, are you crazy?" I asked, concerned, and also terrified.
"Why are you killing me Inside? She was on her feet while clutching her hair.
"I could not bear with you the thought of me hurting you."
"I'm getting confused. What's going on?"
"Where is this stupid myth of the Loch Ness Monster and the sasquatch found, for huh?"
"You sound high. Did you--"
"Did I what?"
"You didn't let me finish! Now, look what you have done. He will find out my secret if you won't let this Dream go."
"What dream are you talking about?"
"The one where we ate fish."
"I seriously think that I have a drug addict in my closet."
"Is this story where you ended up really true?!
"And so I'd like you to kill my nephew."
My eyes nearly shattered at the request. I turned away to grab my purse and left, calling back