I opened the sliding doors and lay down right next to the balcony on the floor. The street light outside the window was shedding a lot of light inside... the room. It was a little difficult to sleep for me. So, I turned against the light. Now, because of the light that was coming from behind me I could see the whole room, although not very clearly. Since, I was not sleepy yet, I started looking at various things randomly and started thinking about various stuff. Suddenly, my cousing lifted his. She even has a hamperin her room for her dirty clothes. I didn't see why it mattered if theywere in a hamper or on the floor, they were dirty anyway. I picked upthe hamper and carried it to the laundry chute. Then, I reached in thehamper and grabbed the whole bunch at one time and picked it up."Aaa," I said as I suddenly felt a shock, like I grabbed an exposedwire. The laundry fell from my arms, as I looked in the hamper and onthe clothes, trying to see what I'd touched. I didn't see anything. Umm... different which way?" Well, it's... God, how to explain." I can wait." Yeah. It touches me differently. Like it's in a different place." You want to show me?" Show you?" Yeah, use your fingers, show me the difference." I couldn't do that!" Why ever not, Holly?" Well, that's... Oh, hell..." Listen, it was just an idea." No, it's alright. I mean... Oh, just look, Erin." Oh, I am. I am." Yeah. It's like this. You sure this is alright?" Yeah, of course. Go on." Okay. Mark is just a little. " He said it softly, but there was an undertone that made it clear to both Vic and Betty that this was an order, not a request.The couple stood. Fran was just bringing the beer. Simon turned to her and said, "Thank you, Fran, but the Cantrells are just leaving. Please give the pitcher back to Matt."Fran turned and headed back to the bar. Simon motioned towards the hallway to his back room. "Over you please, Betty, Vic." Again, it seemed like an order that they felt compelled to obey. .