Relaxing into terror

I sit inside Louise's car and I notice a small welt appearing on my arm. This is proof positive that people with damaged mental states should not be in a batting cage. I was really having fun at first, but then I lost all track of reality. I went into this dark place where I was chasing down my best friend's killer with the baseball bat that I was holding. I chased the murdering psycho into an alley which meant the scumbag had no place to go to get away from me. I patted the bat onto my hand to demonstrate what I was going to do. I advanced towards the killer with an evil smile on my face. The killer begged for mercy and I laughed maniacally. I swung the bat and I avenged my best friend. This is when I got a wake-up call when the baseball hit my arm and knocked me down. Now that I am back in the car, I realize that nothing has changed. I am still out for ****. Some people might see what happened in the cage as a sign to change their life, but I just do not see it that way. I look up as my friend Louise gets into her car and looks at me.

"I know that you are going to get through this," Louise promises.

"How can you be so sure?" I ponder with the look of a skeptic.

"I lost my grandmother ten years ago," Louise revealed. "I know someone didn't savagely take her from me like someone took Kat from you, but it still hurt me for a long time. I could do nothing else but cry for a week. Eventually, I healed to the point where I did not have to cry anymore. That was when I knew that I could get on with my life. That is how I know that you will get through your pain and you will become stronger because of it."

"I wish I could be sure about that," I complained. "I never knew that it was possible for someone to hurt so much. I think that I have cried more in the past couple of days than I have cried in my life."

"Just don't try to do too much by yourself," Louise advised. "Never turn down the help of a friend when they offer it."

"What scares me is that it was hard enough to beat Vincent with all of my faculties in working order," I complain. "I am going to find a way to solve a mystery that is even more dangerous while fighting against my broken heart at the same time."

"Connie, you are a lot tougher than you give yourself credit for," Louise chastises me.

"I hope you are right," I sigh.

The conversation ends when Louise starts her car and drives off. I know that she is taking me somewhere to relax, but that is all that I know. A very small part of me is feeling guilty for taking this day off when the person who took Kat away from me is running loose on the street, but I know that I am going to get both of my oars back into the water if I am going to have a chance at solving this mystery in one piece. I think back to all the Nancy Drew books that I have read in my lifetime and I wish that my life could be as simple as Nancy's is.

Louise takes me to a two story building that is painted to look like a tranquil seascape. Whatever happens in this building, just the sight of this building is melting away some of my tension. As soon as Louise leads me inside, I see that she has brought me to a wellness spa. There are couches in the waiting area that almost look like clouds and I can hear the most calming of music being piped through the intercom system. I can also hear the receptionist verifying our appointment with Louise.

"We have a room set up for you and your guest, Louise," the female receptionist with short brown hair announced.

"Thank you," Louise acknowledged. "Connie will need Alicia to take care of her. This is code five."

What is my friend talking about? I can understand her recommending a masseuse for me since I get the impression that she has been here many times, but what is this "code five" business. Is Louise suggesting that Alicia take it easy on me or to play rough. I think about asking Louise this, but I settle for a simple raise of my left eyebrow. I get a good clue when Louise sees my reaction and comes over to speak to me.

"Connie, when we go in for our massages, all that you have to do is relax and let Alicia take care of you. She is the best that they have and she will fix your stiff back."

"I sure could use it," I reply.

My friend escorts me into the women's changing room that is divided into separate locker rooms. I take off all of my clothes and put them in a locker. I put on one of the spa's robes and then meet up with Louise who is also wearing a similar robe. We go back to the main area and the receptionist escorts us to an available massage room. I go behind a changing screen and trade my robe for a long towel. I lay on one of the two tables in the room and find out that Louise has done the same thing that I have. I briefly look over at my benefactor and get a hot flash since she is just wearing a towel. I am blushing because I am having impure thoughts about my friend. There is no denying that I want to do naughty things with Louise.

We hear a knock on the door and Louise announces that we are ready. Two women walk in who are wearing white uniforms. Louise's masseuse has short blonde hair and Alicia has long brown hair. Alicia comes over and moves my towel just enough to expose my back. I let out a nervous breath because I have never had a professional massage before. Alicia takes it easy on me at first and then goes to work on me. I can feel my masseuse masterfully move all of my muscles to their proper positions. I cannot help but moan a little. I am thoroughly enjoying my massage as I feel all of my tension temporarily leave my body. I become so relaxed that I fall asleep.

When I wake up, I am in the copilot seat of a private airplane. I look to my left and I see my best friend Kat sitting in the pilot seat. I have not been in a plane with Kat in over two years.

"It makes me happy to be flying with you, Kat," I comment with a warm smile.

Kat smiles at me and puts the plane into autopilot. She walks over to me and I start blushing profusely. As my friend straddles my lap, I moan in anticipation. She puts her arms around me while giving me her hottest kiss. Our tongues soon fight for dominance. I get caught up in the moment and feel up Kat's breast while she nibbles my ears.

"I wish that we had done this sooner!" I complain.

"Undress me please!" Kat insists.

I have my hands on my lover's shirt and am just about to take it off when our lesbian romp is interrupted by a loud screeching noise which is shortly followed by a large object colliding with the back of our plane. Someone has shot our plane! Our plane is shaking and quickly becoming hard to control which causes Kat to scramble back to her seat.

"Connie, I want you to eject and let me land the plane by myself!" Kat insists.

"No way!" I argue. "We will have a better chance of landing the plane together!"

"I won't have you endangering yourself on my account!" Kat snapped.

"Damnit! Don't make me leave! I love you!" I scream at my best friend.

"If you don't eject, I will eject your chair for you!" Kat demands.

Kat reaches for her control panel to make good on her threat. I jump out of my chair to stop her, but Kat jumps up and punches me in the nose so hard that it sends me flying back into my seat. Before I can do anything else, Kat pushes her button to send me flying out of the plane with me screaming at my buddy not to make me leave her. When my seat clears the plane, a parachute pops out to slow my descent. I am absolutely helpless to do anything but watch as Kat's plane flies out of control into a mountain. The plane erupts into a fireball leaving no trace of it behind. It is over. Kat is dead. As I float towards the ground, my entire body turns into glass and shatters into a million pieces.

"NO!" I scream as I wake up on the massage table. I had enjoyed my massage so much, but that is over now. I am so broken up because of my nightmare that I start crying on the table.