Very Well

When she made her way uphill for what seemed like ages, he ankles begged for mercy. When she gave them a rub, and eventually, entered the address Mr. Wyndham had texted. She was sure that she was in the wrong place.

It was bigger than her dad's house, with a beautiful view overlooking downtown out of the foyer.

When she went up the circular staircase she discovered it led to an overlook of the living-room downstairs, with sliding dutch doors to a FUCKING POOL! AND IT HAD A WATER-SLIDE! As she looked over the floor-plan, her mouth was agape. 4 big bedrooms, 2 baths, 4 walk-in closets, wood floors everywhere, a decent-sized kitchen with a full island. Even for this area, this had to be half-a-million, easy.

When she reaches for the phone she's startled by a voice from the heavens. "You like it?" She looks around the house but can't find where it's carrying from. "I'm in the intercom. The house is mic'd you can just talk, and I'll probably hear you." She takes a moment before shouting out. "How could you afford this, it's like a dream!"

Distorted laughter comes out of the speakers. "I picked this bad boy up off a foreclosure listing ages ago. $85,000 at auction. Had to replace the glass and the copper, but, it's probably worth 6 or something times that now? I'm telling you once you get a little money in this country, and you learn to love crushing other people's dreams, this capitalism shit is easy."

Alice cranes around and begins to see a number of large black domes on the ceilings. "Yeah, I can see you, wave!" she does, feeling a little like a fish in small bowl. "They're just here for security, so nobody mistreats, or puts you in any danger." She feels a little better now. "It's all yours, granted you follow the rules."

He focuses her attention by changing the lighting, slightly. "Check the fridge, check the cable, you've got full digital 4k. Netflix and Amazon included, you want others let me know. The fridge has basic items until you text me a grocery list, it has sensors that detect when you need to replace stuff, if you forget."

Alice looks at it in amazement, she can't believe what she's hearing. "Amazon should get you through the rest, you've got $1,500 in the wallet account on the counter." He watches on as she fiddles with her new toys. "Are you gonna be ok tonight?" She nods softly to check how much he can see. "Ok."

She doesn't hear the glass door unlatch over the sound of girls screaming while Channing Tatum rubs his g-string covered junk on a girl's head in stunning 4k. She's never seen sweat so... sweaty.

She's also never felt a man grab her throat so harshly, either.