Once Upon An Adam

Adam woke up in a cold sweat. How could he have been so dumb? He had been running from something, and running.. dream.. shit! I left the lights on in the lab. He jumped out of bed and clicked on the lights, half tripping over molly sleeping on the floor after their fight the night before. "where are you going at this hour in the morning?!" "oh , so now you care what I do with my time?"...

Molly shook her head and licked her arm. "As long as you bring the litter back, I don't care how you spend your time. Close the door on the way out. Adam slammed the door and crossed his arms.... crossly.

"Cats," he muttered darkly to himself. "Always think they know more than you. Stuck up little know-it-alls."

He walked through the garage to his porsche, still grumbling, and fumbled with the keys. He dropped them on the ground, & dropped to his knee to see where they'd skittered off to. "Shit!" he practically screamed as he saw that they'd bounced under the car. He would have continued with a long winded stream of profanity, but he stopped, suddenly, noticing a figure skulking in the shadowed corner. He couldn't quite make out the face, but he felt a familiar chill run down his spine. He had a feeling his past was about to catch up with him. The feeling grew stronger as the figure drew partially out of the shadow, and smiled, teeth far too white and far, far too long. Okay.. they weren't that long, but those shadows could really mess up your visuals.

"Hello Adam." Said Ali as she stepped out of the shadows wearing a small black dress.

"Ali! Girl! I was freakin' for a second, man! I thought you were like...were..." Adam tried to remember who he'd thought she was, but the only thing he could think of was the name 'Victoria'. "Well, nevermind that. How are you? What's up?" He looked her up and down, and realized that the dress was unusually small for Ali. "And why are you wearing that?"

Ali looked at Adam, and he started sweating, trying to remember where he'd seen that kind of look before. Something about...Illinois....roadtrip....... Oh yeah. That's right. That one night they went on a moonlit walk by the lakey-bog-thing by her house. She had been pulled underneath the bog for a few minutes by that horrible monster.....but that wasn't the important part. The important part was afterwards.....as she lay there covered in filthy sludge, gazing into his eyes...... he would never forget that look as long as he lived. That was after he'd thrown his precious guitar into the bog to distract the monster and then he jumped in to save Ali. He'd never quite forgiven her for bewitching him enough to make him throw his guitar into that bog. What was he THINKING?

"Um... Ali? Are you okay? Whoa! Why are you... um...." add more