Continued from the Make Your home COLLINWOOD!!! thread....
DARK SHADOWS: THE LABYRINTH OF SOULS
Outtake #2
The cold dawn of a new day found Julia Hoffman already out of bed, dressed, and hard at work on her research of the venom in Carolyn's blood. In the last 24 hours, she had discovered no new properties, isolated no unusual compounds, observed no variation in fresh samples, or otherwise made any more headway than she had on the first night. She felt thoroughly frustrated and very nearly defeated.
She was about to mount another specimen on the stage of the microscope when the phone rang. Her heart skipped a beat. Not again, she thought.
"Hello?" she whispered.
"Hello, Julia," came a soft, half-familiar feminine voice. "I have to tell you.... Carolyn is simply not suitable for Quentin. No one is suitable for Quentin."
"Except for you, don't you mean?"
"Exactly."
"Do you know what you are?" Julia snapped.
"Full of shit?"
"Absolutely right."
"Ah."
"Do not call here again," Julia said sternly, clenching one fist in anger. "If you do, I will turn you over to Sheriff Patterson and then you'll only get one phone call. I doubt you will wish to waste it on me."
"Don't bet on it, Julia."
"I'm going to say good-bye now. Remember my advice."
There was a round of muted giggling, a click, and then the line went dead. Julia gently placed the receiver back on its cradle, wondering why this mysterious caller--and her giggling friend--continued to plague her. The caller seemed to know too much about her--and the whole Collins family.
Perhaps the strange, deluded woman simply watched too much television.
End of Outtake #2
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