Right after Cas had lost his temper Meg had made a phone call to some company that could fix windows o place new ones. And, well, someone had to let the men in, right? And someone had to keep an eye on the house while the owners were gone.
So, after the window was fixed and the men left, Meg had another tour in the house. So far she had only seen Daphne’s bedroom and aside from the book she was escritura there was really nothing fascinating to find.
She walked up to the fridge, hoping to find some booze, but when she opened it and let her eyes go over its content all she could see, regarding liquids, was…
“Water. Yummy” Meg muttered. She slammed the fridge. She walked back to the cocina and searched through the cupboards. Sure there must be galletas somewhere. Every normal had galletas in their houses. But then again, Daphne wasn’t exactly what tu call normal.
No cookies.
“Damn, she really is Mother Teresa” Meg said, a little impressed.
She leaned against the dresser when her eye caught something. Apparently, in the action of the moment, Daphne had forgotten her purse. Meg stuck out her arm and pulled the bag to her. She opened it and threw the content on the dresser. A few boxes popped out.
She picked them up one por one and read what it was for. One was for depressions. One was for when tu get hysterical. There were painkillers, but not normal ones, these were for complete agony. And then there were also pills for hallucinations.
“What the-”
She didn’t get to finish, because a police car stopped in front of the house and a woman commanded her to get out of the house, with her hands on her head.
So, after the window was fixed and the men left, Meg had another tour in the house. So far she had only seen Daphne’s bedroom and aside from the book she was escritura there was really nothing fascinating to find.
She walked up to the fridge, hoping to find some booze, but when she opened it and let her eyes go over its content all she could see, regarding liquids, was…
“Water. Yummy” Meg muttered. She slammed the fridge. She walked back to the cocina and searched through the cupboards. Sure there must be galletas somewhere. Every normal had galletas in their houses. But then again, Daphne wasn’t exactly what tu call normal.
No cookies.
“Damn, she really is Mother Teresa” Meg said, a little impressed.
She leaned against the dresser when her eye caught something. Apparently, in the action of the moment, Daphne had forgotten her purse. Meg stuck out her arm and pulled the bag to her. She opened it and threw the content on the dresser. A few boxes popped out.
She picked them up one por one and read what it was for. One was for depressions. One was for when tu get hysterical. There were painkillers, but not normal ones, these were for complete agony. And then there were also pills for hallucinations.
“What the-”
She didn’t get to finish, because a police car stopped in front of the house and a woman commanded her to get out of the house, with her hands on her head.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the césped, hierba on the colina started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the césped, hierba away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t mover it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the muro which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t mover it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the muro which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few segundos after each step.
“What are tu doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right siguiente to Damon’s ear.
“What are tu doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are tu doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right siguiente to Damon’s ear.
“What are tu doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
Tyler logged in to read his email. He frowned when he saw the 65 unread messages. He clicked on the first one. “I know what tu are”
He clicked on the segundo one. “I know what tu are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what tu are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t tu have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t tu have a girlfriend o boyfriend to annoy? Get a life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a segundo had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what tu are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.
He clicked on the segundo one. “I know what tu are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what tu are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t tu have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t tu have a girlfriend o boyfriend to annoy? Get a life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a segundo had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what tu are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.