You know you’ve been bad - you broke one of our rules and I’ve promised to punish you. You’re waiting, dressed as I’ve instructed. Tight white... blouse with your white, lacy bra visible beneath. Tight short skirt. Stocking but no g-string. You squirm as you wait for me, a little anxious about what’s about to unfold. Your heart jumps a little as you hear the door. It opens and I stride into the room. I’m dressed for work with a jacket and tie. One of my power ties. You instantly stand up and look. Bring forth the cause that compelled you to come here”.“The previous incarnation of the Voice had become a stalwart of Duality and pursued ways to restore the inflexible condition of Duality as it governed Cron, the First Universe. Duality is not malleable, Compromise and shades of Grey do not exist. This is the reason Crea was able to break the Rule because Crea crossed from the side of light and incorporated aspects of darkness, a third condition was introduced. A concept that could not exist. Dmitri answered, She lost the will to live. Well what do we do now? he asked. Dmitri smirked cruelly. Let her live. They eventually forgot about me completely and left me on the table. I stared up at the stars for the moon had forsaken me and allowed myself to numb out on the drugs I had taken. My body was numb with cold and my lips had turned blue. My eyes were made of glass and my spirit had been shattered as such. God no longer existed and I could feel myself fading away into nothingness as. Their hair still dripped, as they looked anywhere but at Taylor and Alex. Alex giggled softly, from seeing how embarrassed they were. “Okay…you got us,” Julie said, smiling at Taylor, staring her down. “What?” Taylor said, as Julie kept staring at her. “Did you guys have fun a few minutes ago?” Julie said, the two groups swapped expressions, the caught now doing the catching. “What do you mean?” Taylor asked sarcastically, not trying to play innocent like Cynthia and Julie had. Cynthia looked.