<em>Life was good. In fact as he stared across the table at the croupier, it couldn't be better. Her phone number was now nestled safely on a cocktail napkin in his pocket. Each time she slid over a new card, she'd also lick slowly across her lips in the most seductive way. And that a-..</em><br/><br/>"Well, well, well, preacher-boy, what do we have here? Don't answer that."<br/><br/>No, he pleaded from deep inside a dream. Please God no. Ah but God.. he was absolutely having a laugh as the minister was ripped fully from his peaceful slumber by a hard pull on his ear. Jolted awake, he swore to himself later there was a faint sound of a deep giggle somewhere in the trees.<br/><br/>"What the? Ow, ow.. my God what is this now? What.. Who? What? She call for reinforcements? Holy! Would you please let go of my ear?" Ok this was madness, Mac finally realized fully. I gotta get out of here! These people must just simply hate outsiders. Surely he could get reassigned. Siberia always seemed interesting. Hell, even Death Valley suddenly sounded appealing. Anywhere! Just not here!<br/><br/>Yanking free, Mac jumped back, rubbing his ear. "Who the hell are you? What, Clara goes outta view so a new shift begins? To continue torturing the minister?" The lady looked familiar but in his sleepy, confused, pissed off state he couldn't think straight. If I don't get free of this place soon, he thought, I'll end up in that barn.. probably added to a growing pile of dead bodies.<br/><br/>"Look... you win! You all win! I've had it here. Or what? I head to my car and some crazed aunt or uncle going to climb out of a hole in the ground with a shotgun?"<br/><br/>He could barely hear her questions as he backed away. Nope.. don't answer. Before long they'll drop formalities and simply hang you from a tree. It's time to get the he'll outta here. "Ok.. It's been weird but it's time I make like a tree and get myself gone." Turning abruptly, Mac headed towards where he just make out the rear of his beautiful, wonderful, familiar car. Towards sanity. Freedom!