"Let go of me," Jenny cried. "I'm warning you. Who the hell are you?" She could feel the man's strong arms over her, and to add, no matter how much she tried to gather strength, she could not push him off. The drug was still pushing through her body, making her muscles relax and her vision and senses dull. "Oh, don't you remember me?" The man asked, still pushing on to Jenny. "I am Isaiah. Your boyfriend. Don't tell me you don't remember me? You'll make me sad?""Isaiah?" The name sent a bolt of light through her mind. Her mind was weak. She could not tell what was from what was not anymore. "You don't...you don't smell like you used to. What happened to you?""Oh, I just took a bath," the man whispered into her ears, kissing her on her cheek. "I was hoping you could come join me. We could have gone down to business, the both of us.""I..." Jenny stuttered, no longer capable of understanding what was going on. "I don't know... Isaiah?""Well, I know what will fix your indecisiveness

They did not notice it at first. Nobody did. But in no time Isaiah had his eyes to the sky as he saw the red lights filtering through. There was something wrong. A familiar feeling that he knew too well. He had experienced something like this. Moments before the Universal Bureau of Magic swooped down on he and his friends in the airport. Moments before The Organization struck down on them. Everytime someone was using magic.It was a feeling akin to one being poured ice cold water down their spine. It was chilly."Something's coming" Isaiah said, but at that time they had already come down. Wheezing from the canisters dropped down from the smoke was greenish gas, poisoning the atmosphere."What's going on?" Walter jumped up from his chair. His face was ridden with shock and fear. Before he would know it, his fingers had began to start shaking. It seemed as though he was epileptic. He could not turn right or left. He could not see anything but a screen of green gas. The sounds of footst

Moments after Monica had left her still drugged up on the chair, arms and legs still paralyzed from the drugs, Jenny had begun to regain some of her strength when Robert came back in with an uncharitable grin on his face. "What do you want?" Jenny managed to ask, out of breath as she struggled to gain back full control of herself. "Why?" Robert questioned smugly, walking towards her slowly. "It's funny you're asking, I thought you enjoyed it. I am back to give you more of it."Jenny sighed, looking ahead to the roof, will struggling to gain back control of herself. "Listen, Robert...or whatever your mother named you...listen. You can go fuck yourself for all I care. Just fucking leave me alone. I don't want you here, go. I'll call the cops on you.""But you can't call the cops, Jenny" he said, as he pushed closer. "Your hands are paralyzed, your body can't move. I can do anything I want with you and you will not be able to do a thing, Jenny. And I am going to enjoy it. And you are

"Hah!" Walter burst out laughing. "So you really are a criminal after all, Isaiah. No matter how much you try to hide it, you simply can not change yourself from what you really really are. Hahaha!"Elena shook her head in the midst of it all. A sudden urge came upon her to defend her Isaiah. She turned to Walter with a glare. His laughter froze immediately as she stared at him with much contempt."Never mind," she said, still looking at him, although he very well felt that she was actually looking through him. "To waste my words on low life as you would be like trying to speak to maggots, and advice them to stay away from dung heaps."There was something terribly scary about being stared down on by a beautiful woman—it was frightening for Walter. So frightening that there was no doubt, that he was with pee in his shorts. He nearly began whispered an apology, but luckily for him, Elena had turned her eyes elsewhere."You can call us criminals all you want for not wanting to play by yo

"An alien race?" Walter snotted, laughing sharply. "There are many ways that is unbelievable. I don't believe it. Is that the best lie your could come up with Mr. Man with the red hair? Alright, that's it. You can quit the lies. I don't want to hear any more of it. Tell me, what do you want? Money. I can give you money. Just let us out of here."Isaiah shook his head embarrassed at how brazen and debased Waiter was."Hey, rich boy!" Elena called out teasingly. "I have noticed that you are not exactly the brightest of the bunch. So maybe, you should sit this one out for the people who are actually smart enough?""You bitch!" Walter cursed, already feeling the full breadth and depth of the insult. His stomach grew hot from the anger he was experiencing. He felt almost as though he had been poisoned.He froze back up into the place that she had put him in the last time when she flashed him a glare. Those emerald eyes scanned him like she was reading his soul."I'm sorry," he said afterw