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The welcoming orange glow of the hotel reception lights winked at me through the rain that splattered against the windscreen. A beacon in the darkness, but was it sanctuary being offered? I stared at the entrance, my hands gripping, white knuckled, to the steering wheel. I was insane, I had to be; but then looking back over the last few months, thinking of the e-mails I’d sent, the truths I’d so willingly told, my insanity was quite obvious. I was frightened, black fear filled the car, making my breath short and my throat tight. I could always back out, run away, never speak to him again; but the twisted little voice at the back of my mind laughed. I wasn’t going to back out, I wanted this, even if it was scaring me to death. I’d taken precautions, only sensible; we’d met on the internet after all, a medium renowned for its nutters. We’d met several times before, normal dates, ‘getting to know you’ stuff. Well almost normal, I’d spent most of the movie we’d gone to watch desperat...
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