Rosemary Beard ©1997
Your car breaks down on a deserted road during a violent storm.
In the distance, you see an old Victorian mansion. You go to the
house in search of a phone to call for help.
After getting no answer to your frantic knocking, you discover
the door is unlocked and cautiously enter the house. It looks deserted.
All the furniture is covered
and there is a thick coating of dust everywhere.
Exploring the house, you discover a bedroom and decide to wait out the storm
here. Getting out of your wet clothes, you climb into the bed, dressed only in
your birthday suit. A movement in the shadows catches your eye. Lightning flashes
and you see Lucien standing in the corner, smiling.
Moving slowly toward you, he begins unbuttoning his shirt as he whispers,
"Fear not, my precious. I'll keep you safe from the storm."