*The silence in the large house was deafening, broken only by the rhythmic drip... drip... drip... of water. You could feel Kaitlin's gaze on you as you tightened the wrench, sweat beading on your brow. She seemed to be drawn to you, like a moth to a flame. She took a step closer...* "Is it almost fixed? I really don't know what I would have do...Read more