<div class="floatleft">(http://yeinjee.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/akb48-yuki-kashiwagi-mayu-watanabe-6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Miz<br/><strong>Location:</strong>under the Kitchen table<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday Evening<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mary, Micki, Frank<br/><hr/><br/>“No, don't!" Miz pleaded to Micki as she followed the instructions of the man called Frank and crawled out from under the table. Micki seldom talked about her past and Miz knew she had something she did not want to remember. From what she gathered from the other townspeople told her fellow boarders, Micki's ex-husband was called Frank. Was this man the one who had left scars in Micki's past? Miz though he was in prison for some crime. What was he doing out here? And where had the other men come from?<br/><br/>Miz's left arm was still around Mary, but her right hand felt around for something, anything she could use as a weapon and closed on a wooden, tubular object. Micki's rolling pin. It must have fallen to the floor and rolled under the table while she was making her pie. What a waste; they would not be able to taste that wonderful pie...<br/><br/>Gripping her weapon in her hand, Miz did not reveal it to Frank immediately. Instead, she glared at him as she heard the click of handcuffs. "What are you doing to Micki?" she shouted at Frank. "What do you want from her? From us? You... you Sicko, you pervert, you..." Running out of words nwords in her limited English vocabulary, Miz reverted to Japanese, spewing a string of expletives she had never used in her life. The normally shy and sweet-mannered Miz had gone hysterical from fear for her life and anger at the mistreatment of her dearest "family".