Voyeurism

Haunt Quarters

“DOES IT LOOK TO THE TWO OF YOU AS IF THEY’RE CONFERING ON SOME SECRET FUCKING PLAN?!?” The master of Haunt Quarters was incensed. He started to hand out random blastings. The two sorceresses fled from his sight until he’d gotten it out of his system.

“Your evilness, they’re just . . . distracted!” Mysteria protested from her hiding place.

Prime Evil turned red, his head smoking. Gradually, he was able to calm himself. “Fine. You will watch them and when they start to discuss this plan you assure me exists, come and fetch me. But I warn you, waste my time again, and you’ll both be very sorry!”

He floated out of the great hall. The two female specters looked at each other in obvious fear. They were both thinking the same thing.

They might very well have misconstrued the nature of this midnight rendezvous.