The inside of the store was just as strange as the front. In place of the mall-standard fluorescent lighting, it had some sort of dim, diffuse light.... I peered around into shadows, trying to find where the light was coming from, but I couldn't locate the source. I gave up looking for a lamp and started to inspect the merchandise. Wooden shelves were crammed with all kinds of stuff, haphazardly piled on the shelves. It looked like an explosion in an antique store. Nothing was in any way. - I mean, Heather?”“Oh, not yet, darling.” Heather replied, sitting back down next to the scared girl. “Why don’t you tell me what happened so I can give a good report to them.”“Okay... Well, I was running on the Twin Trees path, and all of a sudden someone with a-“ She sputtered, holding back tears, “With a knife, and she, she wanted....” Kelly trailed off slowly. She hadn’t even noticed Heather’s syringe move to her neck before the needle had pierced her soft flesh and delivered its payload.. "I saw you," she giggled, prodding me in the chest, "You naughty naughty boy." "Well, I was horny," I shrugged, casually, and I took another toke on the joint and stubbed it out in the ashtray. "I don't blame you, she is pretty your sister. And a bit wild. Virtually everytime that band, Fanny And The Fuckzines are up there, your sister is there getting gang-banged in front of the stage. What a wild fucking babe! You fucked her before Billy?" "Nah." "Just wondering." "Have you ever done that. A week and a half had gone by and I got a call from Veronica asking me if I could get any good pot. I picked some up from a grower friend of mine and made my way over to her place a few hours later. As I was walking up to her door it opened and out walked Veronica saying that she had to go to the store real quick and would be right back. One of her friends was in the living room and to go ahead in and wait for her there. I went in, made some small talk with her friend then decided it might be.