Cheap Gothic Soap Opera, Part 77

..."oh my god," said Bob, "you! You're the cat..."
suddenly Bob conveniently lost his memory and was sent to the Winncliff sanitarium.

And so Elizabeth was left standing alone in the courtyard.
"Well," she though, "thank the gods that everyone who opposes me losses their memory conveniently at the end of the episode."





"oh shit," she said as men in black robes gave her an injection and dragged her offstage
the screen went blank

***LINDAY DUFAY WILL BE PLAYING THE ROLE OF ELIZABETH WOODSON***

Elizabeth, who was now blond, obscenely muscular, and 7'2'', now stood in the courtyard.
"Oh no. What should I do. Said Elizabeth," said Elizabeth
"Now, he knows. About the cat murder. Now, He is insane. So I am OK, thought Elizabeth sadly," thought Elizabeth sadly.
"Maybe, I should go...
aaan..dd geeheht a glass. Of sherry with Barnabas ok thought Elizabeth" thought Elizabeth.

***EKPHRASIS (see all 20 pages of posts from May 15th 2007 to Jan 29 2008)***
***END OF EKPHRASIS***

Elizabeth then walked into a spear of fire and exploded.
Barnabas, torn with grief, took the golden ring, a family heirloom, and threw it into the secret pond in the living room. Jumping in after it, the world around him crumbled and was torn asunder.

***TIMESHIFT (see all posts from February 31st 2006 to April 1st 2005)***

A train sped down the tracks in New England, a train headed to Woodsonport. It was a sign of hope and a sign of fear...a sign of new beginnings. And to some in this world, it symbolized life itself, the yearning for a home and an identity and the triumph of the human spirit.

Calmly sitting there, making idle chit-chatter with an old senile thing that looked like it had been excavated from Pharaoh's crypt, Sturgy Parentless awaited for the train's arrival at the station.
"So...young lady, where is your husbund, where is he? Why are you alone?? You aren't no whorish kind of women are ye???" asked/raved the living artifact.
"No Ms, I'm going to take a job as a governess in Woodsonport.
"Now they have a... governess? Can women run a State all alone?? Who'd you have to sleep with to be "governor"-ess of New England???" ranted the antique specimen of a person.

During the long and awkward silence that followed, the ancient-things's left eye to twitch menacingly at Sturgy, as though it were searching her deepest soul for some sort of baked goods, perhaps corn meal soup. But also, a man named Buck Satlin was on the train, creeping over the roof, unseen by the security personell.

(OP: Ben, February 2 2008)