I don't know when we decided to head back to the cabin. I don't even remember walking through the forest and the front door, or taking off my shoes, or going to the bedroom. But here we are, and here I am, standing before the king-sized bed I have come to know and will soon have to leave behind. And standing before me are Eric and Joey.
They've been in my room multiple times. Some occasions have been unpleasant, most have been alright, but none have had the same uneasiness as right now. There's a new tension, an underlying question in the atmosphere, wondering what will happen next. As if we were nothing more than actors in one of Eric's movies, awaiting this big, epic scene to start. The one where the main actress gives herself to the actors around her fully, completely. I've known the c
