“Turn away,” the dark man groaned with a desperate look in his haunted
She was standing next to him in that hallway that led to the basement in his own home. His own home. What a laugh. How could he have not known that monster had been under his feet for all of these years?”
That room and it’s dog- the woman standing next to him- had been master of his house all along.
” I don’t think so Chuck.”
” You’re going to kill me. ” he said. ” The very least you could do is not look like you’re going to enjoy it so much.”
” You’re a fine one to lecture anybody about murder Chuck. And I’ve been at this way longer then you. Guess what. I wasn’t aware there were rules. Did Emily Post write a book on the subject? Because I LOVE Emily and I don’t see how that one could have got passed me.”
” You truly are evil.”
” No. I’m more of a concept. Now that basement of yours. Wow. That truly IS evil. I mean. Oh boy. It’s bad. Seriously Chuck. Did you think you were in charge of what happened down there? Really?
Because let me tell you. Do you really believe someone who started off in this life with hurting small animals worked his way up to helpless women and children all by himself? Come on. Really. Think about it.”
” What’s down there. ” Chuck wondered out loud.
And then Chuck insisted, his voice choking tears ” It was me. It was me. I did all of those things…me. Nothing is down there. Just me. It’s was all me.”
” You were a nightmare Chuck. ” she opened the door and pushed him through and down he fell ” Meet the dreamer.”
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