Layla: (Chuckled) It’s me, your Layla! Didn’t you see my picture before coming here?Before I could say that I might not have paid close attention ...to her facial features, she interrupted me.Layla: Or were you focusing on my boobs instead? Because that explains your erect cock which you are still hiding from me (Sad face).I don’t know if I was possessed by Layla’s beauty or was it her sad face that made me show her my penis. I still wonder how she could have gained control over me so. But the shock of what he saw before himself, was almost enough for him to forget who and what he was.He waited, patiently, for a response. It just sat there. Not moving not breathing just being, and existing. It made him feel as though it was maulking him because he could not just be and exist, he needed to know what this thing was and he needed an answer now.No mouth opened. Not a breath was taken. The sound of its voice echoed in his head. Slowly it began to respond. "I 'am the darkness that. ‘Blimey, I must have really been hammered.’ I muttered to myself and clambered out of bed. I walked slowly and dazedly into my brightly lit kitchen, the smell of bacon still in the air was making my stomach growl as I walked towards my fridge and yanked the door open. I stood facing a completely empty fridge bar a jar of mustard. I sighed and started to push the door shut. Until a strong pair of arms wrapping gently around my waist scared the life out of me. ‘Ohh,’ I gasped and whirled around,. I missed the weather reports. The automated ones were not right for some reason. We stayed inside and worked over our lists for the day. When it did clear, we all went for target practice, came home, had supper and went to bed.It was still a little cloudy the next morning, but looked like it would clear. We headed into town after breakfast using all three vehicles. We pulled in at the grocery having seen nothing changed from our last visit. Charlie and the girls would take turns as sentry.