Subj: Grammar Story -- 26
Date: 7/29/00 2:12:24 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Beverly LaCroix

Jeremiah's dreams were filled with horror, and depravity. The depravity was the worst, because his family, Joshua, Naomi, Abigail, Sarah, and even Victoria were all a part of his nightmares. In one terror-filled dream, he watched Naomi bludgeoned to death by a crazed Millicent, and he just stood and watched, the blood pouring from her head did not move him, nothing did. He was afraid if he did anything, Barnabas would be taken from him. He needed release, his cock ached so badly, if only he
could touch himself, but he couldn't. Every horror committed was always bloody, and t excited him. It was the blood, he wanted it. He wanted to be one with Barnabas, and he knew the binding was blood.

"You can't stay here, Jeremiah." the voice whispered again.

Jeremiah didn't know if the voice was a part of his dreams or what, so finally he answered out loud. "And how do you propose I leave here, whoever you are? Who are you?"

The cell filled with a ghostly light, and he was able to make out the figure of a woman, one he didn't recognize.

"You know how to release your bonds, Jeremiah. " the voice said.

He could see her clearly now, and repeated his question, "who are you?"