I walked toward the large hotel, and stopped at the gate. I waited and waited for the three bitches to leave. Ben stood behind me in silence. Kill those bitches. I want you to make them suffer. Make them feel fear, before they hurt you! I finally saw them leaving. I followed them around town waiting for the right moment. Just waiting. Ben followed behind me. I noticed his new found interest in the three girls.

It began getting dark. I paused while the three girls sat talking. I turned to Ben. He seemed confused and in wonderment. He had been like this ever since he first saw the three girls.

"Ben, are you okay?"

"Uh," He looked up at me surprisingly,"Oh yea."

"Are you sure? You've been acting funny ever since you saw the three girls. I just want to know what is up with you."

"I," Ben trailed off in thought. He was hiding something. I nudged him gently, I needed to know what was going on."I just have a feeling. I don't know, but I can tell that there's something. Um...maybe I know the girls."

"You probably did. Must mean your memories are coming back."

"Can I," Ben paused for a second," talk to them. Maybe something will come back. I know it's a lot to ask, but I just want to remember."

He wants to remember. He is going to kill you once his memories come back. He is going to kill you! I thought about it for a second. Maybe I could get some information from him, or from them.

"Okay," I replied," you can if your sure it's what you want to do."

"It is." Ben walked around me and looked back at me."I'll be back. I promise." He walked forward toward the girls again.

I swallowed slightly and watched them. The redheaded girl hugged him and gave him a kiss. I knew what he was now. He was her boyfriend. The three sent their boyfriends after me. The bitches wanted to destroy me and kill me. I backed into the shadows. I decided to come after them that night. They needed to learn that it's better to leave people alone, then to ruin people's lives.

It got dark quickly that night. Ben had left them and was out looking for me. Or so I imagined. The three were alone, chatting amongst each other. The blonde and brunette took off into the nearly empty streets. The redhead was left alone and in the darkness.

I followed her into an alleyway, and made sure no one was around. I walked behind her and snuck up behind her. The redhead turned around to face me. I grabbed a hold of her shirt color and forced her against the nearest brick wall.

"You hired your boyfriend's to kill me. Do you just enjoy making a joke of people, or are you looking for trouble?"

"Please," she managed to say. I could see fear in her eyes."It's not our fault."

"Then whose fault is it? Tell me, who is to blame, if not you?"

"My dad. My dad did everything. We didn't even send anyone to kill you! Trust me." She was pleading with me, afraid of death.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Because, I trust you." She struggled to find her breath."I trust you to not kill me."

I released my grip on her shirt color. I decided to listen to her. After all, the reverend did say her dad was the bad one. He was the one who conjured the plan to set me up. "Tell me the truth. What's been going?" I watched her.

"Don't have to worry about me running. I know you'll catch me no matter what. The attack was part of my dad's set up. He needs a scapegoat, someone who'll take the attention from him. He's done it before."

"Why was it your boyfriend who attacked me?" I asked suspiciously.

"I don't know. I didn't even know he and his friends were involved. I heard people talking about the two recovered bodies. I was even more stunned then you to find out they were my boyfriend's friends. I thought he was dead or missing, until I saw him today. He wouldn't give me any answers though." The redheaded looked at me with and expression of curiosity on her face. "You knew he was my boyfriend. You knew that he was involved. Tell me, what happened."

"He attacked me. He," I thought for a second,"banged his head pretty hard. He lost most of his memory from it."

"Why did you let him go? Why wasn't he killed like his friends?"

"He took off after he hit his head. I let him go, I decided it was pointless to chase after him." My response seemed good enough to please her. I waited for a second. "Why did you spread rumors about me?" I asked.

"Oh, the rumors. It was my mom and dad. They didn't use me or my friend's to spread them. It looked like it though, but it wasn't."

"Then what was with the threat?"

"A warning. I thought you'd leave, but you stayed. I had overheard my mom and dad talking. I talked with my friend about it, and we decided to warn you in our own way."

"If your so nice, why do you three act so much like bitches?" I asked.

"I hate life, need a better excuse?" She paused and continued."Look, in this world. No matter how bad things are, or if the world has gone to hell, people still respect you more if you're a bitch. That's just how the world works."

"Hm..." Her father seems to be responsibly for quite a bit now. He must really want to leave this place, but he'd need to kill everyone here first. He would need a scapegoat to keep distracted while he decides how to butcher thousands of people, and makes his escape. If he's done this type of thing before, then he has a lot to answer to."I need to settle some business with your parents."

"You think it's going to be that easy?"

"I don't know." I said backing away from her."But I don't like being made into a fool." I turned from her and walked down the alley.

I walked through the empty streets and headed toward the hotel. I ran into an acquaintance, Charlene, while on my stroll.

"Where are you going?" She asked me. Under the moonlight she looked even more like a doll. I still was afraid that if she fell, she would break. However, the moonlight made her look like the vixen she was.

"I'm just heading up to the hotel. I'm going to met the boss." I responded.

"Oh," she muttered. She walked around me slowly and stopped behind me. "I take it this visit isn't for a friendly greeting."

"What would make you think that Charlene?"

"Just by looking at you. Your eyes tell everything. Just a warning, you ought to be careful when you handle things with the boss. He has more power and wit than you think."

I turned and looked at her."I wouldn't worry so much about me. I can handle myself pretty well."

"Oh, I'm sure you can." Charlene smiled and walked away. I watched her disappear behind into the empty streets. She looked so glamorous, so beautiful. I found it hard to believe she was even a living human. Your one to talk about the living aren't you?

I continued walking until I finally came to the hotel. I looked at the front doors. I took in a deep breathe and walked forward. The hotel was barely lit with the low lights. I walked toward the elevator and pushed the button. It took a minute for the elevator doors to open. I walked through the doors and made my way to Mr. Hanikle's room.

It didn't take long to get there. I knocked on the door, I did my best to not think about what I was doing. I knew it was probably a mistake, but I wanted to know what he had to say. To many people gave me enough information.

Mrs. Hanikle answered the door. She was dressed in a black lingerie. She looked surprised, and slightly worried to see me. She walked out the door, and closed it behind her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I just came to talk to your husband. Is he around?"

"Your falling right into his trap." She said."I don't think I could handle another person's blood on my hands. Please, I beg of you. Leave this place. Leave before it goes to far."

"I'm sorry, but I don't like being made a fool of. If it eases your conscious, you did warn me. Whatever happens it's because I did it. Okay?"

She nodded and placed a hand on my shoulder. The door to their apartment opened. Mr. Hanikle was standing there. He looked at his wife, then at me. Ellen took her hand off my shoulder nervously.

"Did you wish to speak to me miss?" He asked.

"Um..yea. I did. May I come in?"

"Oh yes. Please come in." He walked inside and I followed him. Ellen closed the door behind her and waited.

"So," Mr. Hanikle started," what was it you wanted to speak to me about?"

"Well it was about all these rumors going around about me." I wanted to be blunt. I wanted it to end as quickly as possible."These rumors are bothering me. Plus, it's bothering people around me."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about the rumors so much." I looked at him, and in his eyes. It was as if I was looking at a completely different person. When I first met him, he was this kind and gentle person. Now he seemed rigid, seemed cold.

"You wouldn't worry, but I would. Particularly since they are about me."

"I can understand your feelings about this. People spread things, it happens. Your more prone to it, because your new here. Believe me, it happens more than you can imagine."

"Yea, I'm sure it does. Anyhow I figure that perhaps you could help but a stop to it. Maybe tell the people it's not me, I'm not the one they should be accusing."

"I'm afraid, Miss Charlene, that I can't do anything about that. What would be the point? Even if you tell them it's not true, they'll still keep talking. Once it's started I'm afraid, you have to wait for it to end. Now if you'll excuse us, me and my wife have some things to talk over."

"Fine," I said standing up,"hope the talk isn't about me."

"Oh now, I wouldn't worry to much about it. Good night my dear." He said with a sly smile.

"Good night." I said and walked toward the door. I nodded to Ellen before I left.

I listened at the door before I left. I couldn't hear anything. I began walking down the hallway, and stopped when I heard Ellen scream. I ran back into their apartment, and forced the door open. I saw Ellen on the ground, she was holding a hand on her face.

"How dare you hurt you." I yelled at Mr. Hanikle.

"What difference does it make what I do. It's none of your business, girl."

I walked over to them. Mr. Hanikle walked around his wife and came closer toward me. He looked me straight in my eyes. His eyes told lies. His eyes said that nothing was wrong. That he was innocent of all acquisitions.

"You just don't know when to leave do you. You want to defend her. Then hit me if that's your wish. Fight for her."

I swallowed my anger. I knew what he wanted. If I hit him, then I'd look even more like the criminal they were after. It'd be another part of his set up. I backed away from him.

"You know, I'm not as stupid as you think." I said bitterly. I would like to torture him. Make him pay for the hell he put people through."Fuck you and your set up."

"Are you afraid?"

"No, not at all. You just don't who or what I am. If anyone should be afraid, it's you Mr. Hanikle." I walked out of the apartment and began storming down the hallway.

I could feel my hostility inside of me. It was building and building. You should have killed him. No one can hurt you after all. Why do you insist on acting so human. Your not a human, so stop acting like it! Just kill them all! Now!

Someone grabbed a hold of my shoulder. I nearly jumped. It was Ellen. Her makeup was running down her pale checks.

"Can I come with you?" She asked. I could hear the sorrow in her voice.

"Sure, if you want to." I said.

I walked out of the hotel and she followed me. I lent her my thick jacket to protect her from the cold. It didn't seem fair or right that someone so beautiful would have to suffer in such a way. I managed to find her some clothes and some food. We didn't talk. I figured she didn't want to, so I let it be.

Leland ran up to me, with Ben following behind him. I stood up and waited for either one to talk. They were both panting.

"Charlene, it's Charlene." Leland managed to get out.

"What about her?"

"She was taken." Ben muttered. His chest showed he was breathing heavily."She's disappeared."