Sarah nodded at Victor's warning. Vicious animal. those words brought images into her mind and she instinctively understood what she should do and how she should proceed. Jeff was dangerous too, maybe more than Rake simply because his mind didn't operate on a consistent pattern. He was unpredictable and an opportunist. She would never be able to relax around him, even if she did stay close to her husband. She knew is she let down her guard that Jeff would drain her and then excuse himself by justifying the act as she wasn't good enough for Victor.<br/><br/>Jeff had perused her mask. Sarah fought the urge to snatch it away and clutch it to her chest. How dare he defile her special gift from Victor. She often wore it when he made love to her and always when they were in intimate conversations. To Sarah, the mask represented love, security and acceptance. This brother of Victor's was annoying and overbearing. Subtly Sarah eased the mask off the table and slipped it on, unaware of how lovely the delicate mask looked against her porcelain skin. Holding her head high , she glided to the chaise lounge, draping herself there, arranging her skirts.<br/><br/>"You asked what is happening to call you to Victor's side." Sarah said, flashing a glance at the Slenderman. " The aggression of the Executioner has escalated. We have been preparing. The magik has been set in place and we are waiting for the timing to fall into place. Maybe this offensive is larger than we had anticipated. We have lived far under the radar for a while now but, like a festering splinter, the confrontation is about to spill out and it will be corrupt and vile."