Okay, go easy on me. This is my first Lenore fic...EVER. It's also my first M rated story that I've posted. I do expect flames for what follows, but I won't let them deter me. Mr. Gosh does pay for what he did, don't worry.

I don't own Lenore. Even if I did I wouldn't do this in the comic. I started writing this because I was stuck in a McDonald's restaurant, and I'd been pissed that whole night. And that TOTALLY gives me a right to do this to Lenore...I'm being sarcastic.

It's hard to believe that no one's done this before...and that there are only 30 -not counting this- Lenore fics, and that none of them are rated M. WHOO! I've made a difference.

Here we go...

10PM, FRIDAY THE 12TH OF MARCH, YEAR UNKNOWN

Lenore shot up, looking frantically around her darkened room. She stared fearfully into the shadows of the corner by her window. A knock at her door startled her. Ragamuffin poked his plush head in.

"Did you have another nightmare, Lenore?"

"Yeah, but I'm okay. You should go back to whatever you were doing." Her voice shook noticeably. Ragamuffin gave her a disbelieving look.

"Really, go on back. My soul wasn't being eaten this time. Honest." Ragamuffin shot her another concerned look, then complied reluctantly.

As the door closed, Mr. Gosh walked out of the shadows. His voice was soft, and something about his manner made Lenore start searching the covers for anything to defend herself. "Very good, Lenore, my sweet. No, no, no, I'm not going to hurt you, no need for the weapons tonight."

He carefully grasped Lenore's frail wrists and pulled her comforter away from the bed. The night was exceptionally cold, and Lenore started shivering, old habits of the living coming into play. Mr. Gosh shrugged off his jacket and offered it to her, but she declined the offer. Gosh placed her hands onto the bed, quietly warning her not to move them. He pulled a small roll of duct tape from his pocket. He showed it to her before ripping a stretch of it off.

"This is so no 'accidents' occur tonight, understood?" Lenore only stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes. "I'll take that as a yes."

Gosh moved Lenore's small hand over her head, placing it on the headboard. He put the duct tape over her wrist, so her right arm was now suspended. He did the same to her left hand.

Gosh pulled another stretch of tape from the roll. "This is so no one hears us, you know?" He placed it over Lenore's mouth. Her eyes widened even more, and she tried to scream. The scream was barely audible.

It was obvious that whatever Mr. Gosh was going to do, he was eager to do it. He untucked his shirt and unzipped his pants.

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This is where I'll leave you. And I can't wait for the reviews.