Jenny had always been a passionate girl and over the years, had taken many a lover.  But since arriving here in Arkham, she has felt her need grow into a near insatiable desire.  Even as she read the book, the horrific images seared into her mind, she felt herself growing unmistakably moist.  And as she stroked herself through the thin fabric of her undergarments, she felt like it would drive her mad...<br/><br/>Forcing herself to take control, she shut the book.  It had taught her much.  But it's contents filled her with fear.  Placing the book in her purse, she checked her derringer and her sword.  Both had seen much use in recent days... She had more blood on her hands than she ever would have thought... But it was all for you, Isabelle... she thought to herself.<br/><br/>Rising to her feet, she ventured once more into the darkness.<br/><br/>------<br/>I'll head to the graveyard now.  And do you think it's a good time to cast the spell?  If yes, I'll use it.  Thanks!