Subject says it all. You know everytime I trust anyone in this world they always end up stabbing me in the back. Its why I don't trust Hanlon whatever he is (I don't think he trusts me either, if he's even a he, you know I often wonder that about Hanlon, like do other people see him as a she, would it be appropriate to use male pronouns? This is all mind boggling and probably deserving of a seperate entry, in a book I'd never write). So I didn't follow my own advice when dealing with the ROL and of course she screwed me over.
I thought things were going ok, she brought me to her cottage slightly outside the town limits of where she lived (I knew where it was having stalked her to this point, but still it was the first time she invited me in). She offered me a drink I declined not wanting to get poisoned, then she showed me into her basement (a bad place to be, but again I thought I had the upper hand), it was the usual basement, clutter, witch crap along the walls, rotten smell, you know same as anyones basement. It wasn't until I was at the foot of the stairs when I realized that there was no other door in the basement and she had just lead me into a trap. Well that and she hit me with a dart that caused paralysis, so two things.
Yep I fell for the old "Welcome to my evil basement now get paralyzed trick" I tell you I should have seen it coming, what with being in front and not behind. I'm the worst robber/looter ever. People often ask me why I don't do more evil things, frankly I'm terrible at them, its an excuse I use for a lot of things.
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