(F) Chapter Five: Welcome to the TombsI sped along the road, I have to stay away for a few days. Let the Master do with her what he wants. I'll have to come back when he calls and get rid of her. At this time I was implementing the next part of the plan. The only thing is, Master didn't know I was doing this. He thinks I'll go back to the motel. But how can I do that when she's so close? I'm setting up the next part of the plan, my part of the plan that was a step closer to being with her. Hillary is just one step in the process that needs to be taken. She is calling phone damage. I'll get rid of her. I always do what I'm told. Most of the time. He tells me to stay away from Darcie, but I can't. I am guided by a force. I* have to see it. Meet her. Listen to her talk, laugh. Look at his smile, his innocent green eyes. This is what drives me. I continued running down the road, almost to my destination. My dark blue sedan flies down the street, I'm a little too excited. I hope Master is having fun with Hillary. When I brought it to him he seemed pretty happy.***FLASHBACK ***I turned left, down the street, where *he* was waiting for me. I entered, the gates were wide open. It's always wide open. I followed the dirt road downhill, passing graves and headstones, the car's headlights pointing the way. I stopped when I got to the end of the dirt road. I turned off the engine and the lights went out together, leaving me in the darkness. I got out of the car, went to the back and opened the trunk. She lay, hands and feet bound with rope, tape covering her luscious red lips. Tufts of her blonde hair cover her eyes. Her chest rose and fell slowly, she was still unconscious. I held out my hand, tilting my head to the side, examining... the middle of the paper... opening the door, I stepped in and laid her on the bed. I untied the ropes around his ankles and wrists. I took the tape off her mouth. She can scream all she wants, but no one will hear her now. I turned and left the cell, the Master pulled the chain around the door, inserting the lock, which clicked. He took a step back and began to observe her again. He needs to wake up, and he will soon. “Now let's wait,” he chuckles. *** END FLASHBACK *** I continued down the road, my eyes starting to droop. I've been awake for almost 48 hours. I need to rest, but I need to complete this part of my plan first, before I do anything else. A yawn floods my mouth, I have to stay awake. Stay awake. I turned on the radio, the noise should help me, the hum of the car only made it worse, the loud music should keep me awake .