บท 22: CHAPTER 22: Not Again

　　As I come to my senses, the aroma of death is gone, and I feel refreshed from my slumber. When I wake up, I check my laptop and find that I was unconscious for two days. The last thing I remember, is her hands around my wrists and her eyes pulling me in, then I start to go black.

　　Hearing a knock at the door, I quickly sit up and stand before opening it. I check in the mirror by the door just in case she has left me a present like she has before, but I find nothing. So, after doing a quick inspection of the room, I sigh in relief and open the door to a small man.

　　This small man is about 40 and the size of a midget. His hair is dark brown and his eyes greener than an emerald when it shines in the light. His complexion is rather pale, but with several wrinkles around his eyes and mouth.