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THE NIGHT OF THE DARKNESS

NOW EPISODE 54 (NEW)

Joseph awoke at seven thirty.  He rolled over and Mary moaned softly; briefly opened her eyes and smiled, then snuggled in closer to Joseph wrapping her arm around him as she moved.
  “Sorry, sweetheart … it’s time to get up.  Raji will be here shortly.
  “Oh, darn.” Mary complained, rolling Joseph back over to face her, “Never mind, we’ve still got thirty minutes.” 
  “You are incorrigible,” Joseph said laughing; then ripping the blankets off them both, he gave her a short playful slap on the backside as he got out of bed.
  “I’m going to have a shower.  I want to have a fresh mind when I’m dealing with this Raji.  My instincts tell me to be on full alert with this man.”
  “I’m coming with you,” Mary giggled as she jumped out of the bed and ran after him only to see the bathroom door shut behind him.
  ‘Oooh, I didn’t realise there was a door there.  I am certain that it wasn’t there before.    
‘Never mind.’  She thought to herself, “That won’t stop me coming in, Joseph.’”  She called out loud.
  Mary’s giggling was constantly increasing in volume as she opened the door, and once inside the room she could hear the torrent of water crashing against the shower glass; feel the heat that caused steam to completely cover the shower walls, and see dark shadowy arms reaching upwards as one arm layered a thick soapy foam on the other. 
  “I see you.”  An over-the-top, uncontrolled, giggling, Mary called out as she reached out and grabbed the shower door handle and swung it open as hard and fast as she could, but got the shock of her life when she looked inside … because Joseph was nowhere to be seen, yet the water was still running. 
  The water streamed down inside the shower and the steam began to flow endlessly out of the small cubicle and saturate the outer walls and floor – yet the shower cubicle was otherwise empty.  Mary was curious.  Where was Joseph she wondered?  Had he fallen down the drain?  Why couldn’t she see him?  He couldn’t have gone anywhere … he was completely naked when he left the bed.  That was why she had followed him.  She wanted him.  Again!  Mary began to look around the room in the vain hope that he was really just standing there, playing a game with her.  No, he wasn’t here, she decided.  She was beginning to get frightened and ran back into the bedroom where she became even more agitated when she realised that the steam had become a thick fog in this room: the thick, wet, steam was making her every move impossible and aggressive to he mindset until she remembered that the room had air conditioning to prevent this.weird behavior by the appliances.  Somehow, despite the odds, she managed to find the switch and turned it on.   Almost immediately the loud, overbearing sound of the air conditioning motor roared through the room.  She quietly expressed a sigh of relief as the air conditioner did its job most effectively … and quickly.  Within seconds the steam vapours were gone and the room was beginning to freeze up.  Mary quickly adjusted the machine, and again, almost immediately, the room temperature became firstly tolerable, then, just as quickly, perfect.
  Then, with the room and her body perfectly in tune with each other, her eyes took in the most marvelous sight.  Joseph was in the bedroom … he was in bed.  She could see the contour of his body under the single sheet he had pulled back over his body.  She could see the back of his head resting on the pillow.  She could hear his soft breathing as he slept.  But she was not fooled by his pretence.  She knew he was faking it and it angered her a bit.  Of course she was glad that he was alright; that he hadn’t somehow mysteriously found himself washed down the shower drain, but his actions had frightened her never-the-less.
  Feeling slightly angry at his sick sense of humour Mary reached down to reef the blankets off the bed as she readied herself to jump into bed with him and beat him mercilessly with her fists, before sobbing her eyes out as she cuddled in to him.  She was going to give him the beating of his life; the beating that he so richly deserved.  She would punish him, she promised herself, she would … she would.  But as she looked down at the man who had become a surprise to her over the past few days; the man she had come to love in an amazingly short time, a small smile began to develop on her face as she began to see the humour in his stupid joke … and it was at this point that she began to weaken and forgive.
  “That was a terrible thing to do to me, Joseph Jacobson, an awful thing.”  Mary screamed in mock anger as she jumped, her hands outstretched ready to simply place them around his throat and begin to choke him before bursting into a combination of  laughter and tears as she flew through the air.  But as her outstretched fingers made the minutest of contact with the sheets, a millisecond before her hands actually touched Joseph’s body, Joseph rolled over and smiled slyly at her … his eyes flashing a bright shade of green … then red … then yellow …and the terrified scream from Mary’s lips could be heard two floors away. 

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