cobalt79 Wrote:Hear that Dan, I'm coming to get them!!!!!
I can hear Dan now......."Oh shit! Here she comes! What am I gonna do? If she gets the books back, I'll never see them again. Wait, I got an idea. If I can't have them, neither can she." He starts digging around the clutter that he calls his room,"Where is that lighter fluid I saw? Ah! Here it is." He piles the books in the middle of the room and soaks them in the flamable liquid. Next he pulls the lighter out of his pocket and ignites the fluid that soaks the priceless works of art. Once you smell smoke, you go from knocking on the door to kicking on it. After a few panic-stricken kicks the door gives way. As th door swings wildly on it's hinges and drops to the floor, you see you collection of perfection in text burning out of control. Dan stands in the cornor with the empty bottle of lighter fluid in his hand. You glare at him and grind your teeth for what he's done. Through your anger you growl, "What's wrong with you? Are you insane? Look what you've done." Dan drops the bottle and cries," I'm sorry, I could'nt stand the thought of not getting to see them again, if you got them back. Now neither of us has them." As your mind tries to wrap itself around the series of events that have taken place, you run to the kitchen and retrieve the fire extingusiher. Once the flames are out and the powder from the extinguisher settles, you look at the pile of books that was once your proud collection. Once again your mind cannot comprehend what your eyes are seeing. You kneel down and pick up the signed, hard cover copy of Infernal. It's not burned. You carefully pick up the other books only to find that they are not even wet. With a sigh of relief you sit down by the pile of books and begin to cry tears of joy. Dan, still standing in the cornor, shruggs his shoulders, "What's the big deal? Didn't you know that none of Paul Wilson's books will burn?" As you wipe your tears away, you answer," I guess I do now". Or maybe Dan will say, " oh yeah, I forgot. Sorry mom".