Ralph spent his time studying the defendant.Winston Sullivan III didn’t look well suited to the role of a cold-blooded murderer.Actually, that was s...trongly in his favor. Ralph had been accused of some wrong-doing in his youth and he was on the verge of being marked a criminal, just because of the fact, he generally sported a guilty face no matter how innocent he was in reality. He accepted that facet of his personality and did his best to present as blank a look possible in dire circumstances.. ?Noooo !?Alongside him, Fern had collapsed in shock, fainting to the floor.Immediately four Military policemen surrounded them both.?No ? please ??He felt a thud on the back of his head, scrambling his brains. He turned as another blow thwacked his shoulders.‘Three months. Or six months at most. And it’ll only be a suspended sentence.’ The words echoed around his mind as he succumbed to the burly policemen.He watched helplessly as two policemen hauled his wife up to her feet alongside him in. After returning home I worried a lot aboutmy stomach and began eating less to be on the safe side. I thought it wiseto keep my weight down in fear of another hospitalization which I believedhad been caused by overeating on unhealthy foods. I decided to stop eatingfast food entirely. My weight was down to 125 pounds and I'm 5 foot 11 sothat's very skinny.I was sitting at my mother's kitchen table talking to my brother and sisterwhen my sister said, "It is getting near dinner time, what are we. Cramped."I see you're awake my dear," said a voice from the darkness.A candle suddenly burst into life, all on it's own.The face of the demon was suddenly visible. Candlelight flickered over his face ... his perfect face.Perfect except for his eyes.Hunger and evil stared out from those twin crimson orbs. They still burned with a bright red light ... and they looked ... hungry.I quickly scooted back until I hit a rock wall; in the back of my mind I realized this must be a cave.He gave a little.