nicholas , you can start your story . i think that i am being watched over by someone to make sure that he does n't come back . second floor , far end of corridor , room 4a . in the corner of the room were a twin-sized bed and a bookshelf full of action figure dolls . when he removed the stack of papers , the pieces stuck as if they had been glued , the rest free-falling into the white sink in a tinkling , sparkling rush . she glanced back at him over her shoulder , her look frankly sexy . 