hypershock7

Introduction. Roger grabbed the keys from his jean pocket and opened the door to apartment A149. He then pocketed the keys again, and with a grim expression, slowly walked towards his room. He stopped in the doorway, and looked in. Everything was exactly the way he had left it before he had found... Roger gulped down a sad lump that had been forming in his throat since he saw the number on the apartment door. Taking small steps, he walked into the room and over to the nightstand by the bed. There, he saw a plain black notebook. Catching his breath, he reached his hand over and picked it up. He didn't open it yet; he just held it close to h

Walking up the pebbled driveway, Katherine\'s red hair whipped around her ivory smooth skin in the breeze. The pale light from the moon flickered in her eyes, as she made her way to the door. Shivering from the cold, or just the sheer excitement of the evening, she pulled her jacket closer to her. Her hand hesitating at the door knob, she gazed up at the only well lit window in the house. The window seemed a bit fogged, but then again it was rather high up, so she disregarded it and knocked on the door. She heard a lock being turned, and in an instant was staring at Michael in a creme colored towel, which accented his tan well. Taking her han