Sorry for the delay guys, after the last chapter there was supposed to be two chapters set during the vacation in Cornwall but I couldn't come up with anything interesting. Suffic to say that while in Cornwall, Irene and Jekyll slept togeather.

The break was almost over and so the friends had to return to London, invigorated and ready to face the stressful college life they led. Nemo, Alan and Skinner returned by car while Jekyll was persuaded by Irene into flying back with her and Mina and Dorian.

At arrival, each parted to do something by himself. Dorian went straight to his apartment to make preparations for Mina moving in with him, but first he had to satisfy his obsession. The closet awaited him, he'd been anticipating this all the time when he was in Cornwall, and he would have taken the DVD if he could but didn't want to risk anybody knowing anything.

Assuming his seat in the ample closet he turned on the DVD player and watched as Basil's skillfully shot film started playing, his on screen face was still cut and his face had became thin and somewhat aged, which would have been the case for him due to his hyperactivity since he discovered this gift, he'd been sleeping only a few hours a night and had given into high consumption of strong alchohal and narcotics.

The On-screen Dorian started to talk, saying, "My names is Dorian Gray, I am a male chauvinist pig, and I'm a cold hearted bastard. I'm a degenerate cad and I have no sympathy or concern for any cause other than my carnal delight. I am a killer."

It was strange watching it, it laid down everything he wanted to ignore about himself, he didn't enjoy watching it, yet relished in it. He would latter feel utter spiritual bliss.

The doorbell rang once then twice briefly, it was Basil's Signature ring, he closed the DVD and TV and locked the closet then went to open the door for the young filmmaker to enter.

"Dorian!" said Basil cheerfully as he waved a cigarette and pulled Dorian into a one armed embrace.

"Basil." said Dorian with a smile, "Fancy a drink?"
"Of course!"

Basil sat on Dorian's expensive Italian couch as Dorian started preparing the drinks.

"I won't be too proud to say that I've missed you, Dorian." said Basil as Dorian handed him his beverage.
"The sentiment is returned, where did you go again?"
"Belgium, I was attending a special seminar in ol' Brux for the past three weeks. And you, what have you been up to during mid-semester break?"
"I asked Mina to move in with me."
"Really? Good god, Congratulations... I'm glad you're in a relationship again. How?"

"I went to Cornwall with Mina and some friends, and that was where it happened"
"Not much of a romantic getaway, I'll bet you were press ganged."
"Well, they are good friends and I am more or less fond of them, but yes, I would have preferred if it was just the two of us."
"Those friends, Anyone I know?"
"Oh, there was Irene my cousin and her boyfriend Jekyll and his roommate and that Nemo, the Indian computer prodigy and Alan Quatermain."
"Oh yes, I met them at the funeral."

There was a sudden awkwardness as the bitter subject of Sybil was unintentionally tapped.

"Yes... " said Dorian, "I wouldn't have known."
"I'll have to say that I was surprised not to see you there."
"I didn't think I would have been welcomed. You're forgetting that Sybil killed herself in the ruins of our relationship."
"I understand. Still, you should have went, It was sad to see so little there, just myself and her mother, your friends and some of Sybil's acting partners."
"How is her mother?" asked Dorian without real concern.
"Barely surviving, I heard her brother who is a merchant sailor has just came back. Well enough about that, how do you feel about lunch?"

Skinner finished dropping Nemo and Alan at their Dorm then started driving to his and Jekyll's flat, when suddenly he started thinking about the beginning of the semester when he was first introduced to Jekyll by Utterson when he needed a flat, how he was on the verge of begging his eccentric cousin to let him sleep on his couch.

Skinner didn't feel especially fond of either side of his family more than he was obligated to feel, but he felt tempted to check up on old Hawley, just for the sake of being slightly connected.

He was shortly knocking on the door of the apartment which had a strange smell coming from it, a smell that was neither usual nor vile.

"Who is it?" asked an angry voice.
"It's Rodney, Rodney Skinner; your cousin."

Skinner stood in place as he heard footsteps come to open the door for him.

Hawley Griffin was his name, he was Rodney's mother's brother's son, a brilliant bue rude a dn somewhat megalomaniac University Student who had already finished his Bachelors Certificate in Advanced Physics and was conducting his own research despite being only two years older than Skinner.

Hawley opened the door suspiciously, saying, "Hello, Rodney. Can I help you with something?"
"No, I'm just here on a social visit."
"Come in."

Rodney stepped into the apartment as Hawley slid several locks and latches back into place, strangely cautious he was.

Skinner looked all over the apartment, it was cluttered and messy, with dirty dishes everywhere, spilled drink stains all over the carpet and lots of dust on every imaginable surface. There was a big table set up in the middle of the living room which had beakers and chemical instruments set up on it.

"I know an excellent cleaning lady if you're interested."
"No, thank you, Rodney. Would you want a Pepsi or some soft drink?"
"That would be nice."

Hawley disappeared into the kitchen as Rodney sat in the cleanest spot of the couch he could find, noticing a small bowl with partially consumed cat food in it under the table.

Hawley returned with a two cans of Pepsi, he handed one to Skinner and opened the other for himself.

"How's the research going?" asked Skinner for the sake of small talk.
"You know about my research?" asked Hawley abruptly.
"I know you're doing some sort of research about particle alignment or something like that, I don't know what it is exactly."
"Oh, yes, It's going just fine." said Hawley who appeared to be not too eager to expose anything, "I've had a brake through recently, as a matter of fact. I doubt you'd find it interesting."

"If you say so." said Skinner, who didn't want to listen to a science lecture, "Where did the cat go?"
"What? Did you see my cat? How could you have seen it?!" asked Hawley with wide eyes.

"I didn't see it. I did see the cat food though." said Skinner who was growing more and more uncomfortable with his cousin's erratic behavior.

"Oh, thank god!" said Hawley.
"Are you alright, Hawley?"
"I'm alright, I'm great, I truly am Great!"

Skinner had had enough by this point so he stood up and laid down the can of Pepsi on the table, "Well, I must be off, I'm glad we had this chance to catch up, let's do it again some time, good bye."

While Skinner was saying that he was unlocking the door, then practically jumping into the hallway and hurrying out of the building.

"Jesus Christ, what a fruitcake!"

Mina was walking on clouds as she walked through the vacant corridors of the Stoker Building as she headed to her and Lucy's room.

She was extremely happy, in twenty for hours she would be living with the ever handsome, suave and charming Dorian Gray, the true love of her life, the only man she loved besides Jonathan, except she knew (or felt) that unlike Jonathan, Dorian would never break her heart and leave her to work in a foreign country. He was hers and hers alone, they were soul-mates.

She pushed aside those naive thoughts as she started to think about telling Lucy all about it, she wondered if Lucy would take it too hard? No, Lucy was her best friend and she'll feel happy for her, she'll give her a helping hand tomorrow when she'll pack her things to move into Doran's Soho apartment.

People often expressed wonder at how Lucy who was a very independent and perhaps promiscuous young woman could be a friend of Mina who was somewhat prudish and naive when it came to men. But they're friendship was based on things much deeper which they shared,

She finally reached the door and went to unlock it with her key. She hadn't heard from Lucy since she left to Cornwall, every time she called she didn't answer, which meant she was either out or too "busy" to answer. Mina reckoned she was probably with some new boyfriend.

Mina pushed the door open and hit the switch, as light filled the room, she took one look around before screaming bloody murder and collapsing to the floor.

Lucy's dead body lay on her bed, dressed in a low cut white flowing night gown, her expression was calm, two puncture wounds were on her jugular, blood had shot out of them and splattered all over the wall.