“I live near you, you know” the words appeared on her screen suddenly as she sipped a cup of tea after just having finished dinner, her eyes opene...d wide at the words and she leant forward quickly sending a reply his way. “Are asking to meet up!?” “No. I don’t want to meet up” His reply read and she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of disappointment. “Why not?” “I have no intention of meeting up with you Butter but I will let you see my Room” “Your room? Like bedroom? But why?” “No not my bedroom,. 4. EmbarrassmentOne Sunday, after a particularly bad day, Agnes asked for a "seriouschat." I had thought she had wanted to suggest the idea that weseparate, but no, she had other ideas. She thought that if we mademore of our house it would give us all a little more breathing space;in short, she wanted us extend the house. It was something we'd talkedover before, instigated mostly by me. Agnes had seemed very lukewarmabout the idea so I was surprised she appeared so keen now.So, in the. Harris had questioned Curtis about his movements that day, but they had no evidence against him at all, it was just speculation and suspicion. The guy hadn’t been fazed in the slightest when they pulled him in. Curtis also claimed that he hadn’t seen me outside his office. I don’t know why it hadn’t occurred to Harris that Curtis must have been in contact with Simmons somehow. I thought it was most likely by mobile phone. I know that Harris had arranged for Curtis’s registered mobile to be. It was the Fag-Hag! ...Revealing herself in agame of mystical demonic revenge...!!! I couldn't even imagine such anemotional checkmate, in awe of my occult nemesis and her ability totorment my inner mind.Just as I was about to say something to the Fag-Hag, we were both distracted by seeing this brilliant flash of light near the altar. Allthe dreamy visions of Druids, hooded figures in the woods and ancientaltars vanished in an instant. We returned to the occult bookstore andits ordinary vision.