Why Not?

Jerry pauses. She might as well learn magic while trying to escape.

“Why not.”

The woman grins. “Excellent, give me your thumb dear.”

Jerry holds out her thumb, not quite understanding why.

The woman slips a piece of parchment underneath. Jerry feels something sharp poke her thumb. She then pushes her thumb against the parchment.

“Ouch! What the fuck?”

“There dear, our deal is sealed. I will teach you magic. You may call me Professor Stone. Class starts tomorrow. Be prompt.”

Professor Stone turns and walks out, leaving a stunned Jerry wondering what just happened.

“Wait! I have some questions.”

Jerry runs after her. She turns a corner expecting to see her, but she is gone. The faint smell of rotten eggs seems to linger in the hall.

“What the fuck?”

Jerry pauses deciding her next move. Finally, she begins walking down the passage. She comes to what she believes is her room. A tie hangs off the doorknob.

Cautiously she opens the door.

“Right there! Right there! Fuck!”

Barb is in her bed in missionary position with some guy from the party.

“Fuck, Jerry. Don’t you...know...what...the...tie...means? Fuck yes!”

Jerry steps back and closes the door. She takes a deep breath and wonders if she should try to escape or just go back to the party.