No, I just want to talk, She takes my hand and walks me down to the black door room.By the time I finished with the now whimpering officers I had a third of my powers restored and was just needing the equivalent Hardcore of a nights sleep to get another third back.I went all the way back to the beginning finding nothing.Sure did, Daddy.Roll over now Vasiliki told the redhead in an urgent, thrilling voice and she lay down alongside her to begin decorating the flawless milky-whiteness of her back, buttocks and thighs with more stinging, bloody tracery.The mechanic looked up, Don't see anything granny wrong.Long as you pay me, he said smiling.Mike hauled out his checkbook and looked at the bill.When he stood, she turned her anus toward him.It was a good thing they were the only customers in the store.When Deana had a few blonde choices, she went back to the dressing rooms.Mmm, that's the fun part.Anything else? Trinity looks on a little scared now. The officer checks blonde the mans pulse shit... he looks back at the other officer and shakes his head. Officer in the booth by Trinity stands up and gets on his Radio Office Lopez here, we're going to need an... before he can stop the man that everyone thought had just dieds head snaps back up.The officer looks at the man with fear in his eye before the crazed man Hardcore lets out a loud groan and jumps onto the officer. everyone in the diner screams Trinity covers her mouth as she hears the crazed mans teeth sink into the officers flesh and the officers granny loud screams of pain. Some of the other patrons try to get the crazed man off the officer but end up getting bitten as well. Trinity looks on frozen in fear before hearing the two gunshots from the officer by her. One hit the crazed man in the chest and one right in the head. Officer Lopez hands shake after the gun shots I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to hit him there... The cafe is dead silent now except for the men who were bittens heavy breathing and moans of pain. What the hell was that all about? Trinity forgets her coffee and just dashes out the door and to work.September 24th, 1998 6:18AM ( Jerome Harris )Jerome breathes heavy as he reaches his townhouse stairs to his front door. Thinking that was definitely a good jog. Heading up the stairs and unlocking the door; plenty of time before work too he thought to himself.