The Final Exam

A telephone rings. It's eerie song emanating through the entire room. As I reluctantly pick up the phone, I can't help but feel I've done this before. Music. "Hello Margaret." She says it in such a way that it becomes clear to you she's smiling on the other line. "I see you've been looking for something interesting. You've come to the right place." The dial tone follows immediately before I could say anything.

{chapters 1-9 are unpublished for reconstruction}