Chapter 4 – Short and Sweet?
Clover awakens to find her arms tied behind her back and her legs tied tightly together. She is also gagged. She is seated in a wooden chair in what looks like an empty log cabin somewhere. What's going on, she thinks? Where's Charles?
As she starts to squirm and make some noise, Charles enters the room.
"Awake, my dear?", he says, but in an evil, not loving or caring fashion.
Charles continues, "You undoubtedly are wondering what happened. It's part of my plan for revenge against you for thwarting my Valentine's Day dance revenge against all women!" and with that Charles presses a button on a globe in his hand. Instantly he changes to Eugene Snit! Clover's eyes get large! Now what?
"The reason I asked you to wear that outfit was to ensure that your shoulders would be bare. That way if you tried to alert someone, all I had to do was put a patch like this one on one of your exposed shoulders. It contains a knockout drug that lasts about one hour. You thought I was pulling you close, just to kiss you! HAH! That's how I got the patch on your shoulder!
"I have been watching you for awhile, Clover! I watched whom you dated; I listened in on what you told your friends you liked about a guy; I watched your reaction to guys as they walked by you, including myself in disguise, of course!
"From that information, I fed my computer all the characteristics you liked about a boy, and I was able to come up with your 'dream boy'. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist me! No girl can, when I become her 'dream'!
"I endured a lot of grief from your thwarting of my previous plan, now I'm going to dish some out for you to endure!"
Eugene walks to an empty spot in the cabin. He has a gasoline can and starts pouring gasoline all over that part of the cabin. He then walks over to the door.
"You see, 'my dear', I plan to toast you!" and with that Eugene tosses a light match on the gasoline soaked timbers.
"Goodbye my love! Parting is such sweet sorrow!", says Eugene in his mock British accent. Then he adds in his own voice, "Yeah! As if!" and walks away laughing evilly.
Clover struggles! It's no use! She can't free her hands or feet, and her laser lipstick is in her purse, and she doesn't know where that is! She can stand and hop, she thinks. But as she stands, the room starts spinning making her dizzy forcing her to sit back down.
"What do I do?", Clover thinks in alarm. "That fire is spreading quickly! If I don't get out of here in the next five minutes, I AM toast! But how can I get out?"
Very soon the smoke in the cabin starts to choke Clover. She passes out in the chair with the fire intensifying around her.