A cool gust of wind blew past me as I woke up from what must have been the deepest sleep ever. I sat up, and heard the leaves beneath me rustle. I looked around, trying to make sense of what was going on... where I was... just anything.

I glanced behind me and noticed a large, open area that looked as if it had been hit by a nasty firestorm. Where was I...?

Then it hit me. That was where the castle used to be. The castle where... everything had happened. I heard myself gasp.

I looked down at my body, to find myself wearing a tight, black corset, torn fishnets and garters, and a pair of sparkly heels. So it wasn't just a dream after all...

My legs were numb from the awkward way I'd been sleeping, but I urged them to move. I got up carefully, and walked around the forested area around me. I coughed heavily, for I'd breathed in smoke from when the castle took off. I called out in a hoarse voice, "Brad! Brad, darling, where are you?" And I started sobbing, calling louder and louder, until I heard a voice off in the distance. But it wasn't Brad's...

"Janet! Help me! Please!" it cried.

It was Dr. Scott! He was alive! I ran towards the voice as quickly as I could. It gradually got louder as I trudged in my heels. I kept tripping in the mud beneath my feet, so I kicked off the shoes, cursing at them, then kept running until I finally saw Dr. Scott collapsed over top of his broken wheelchair.

"Dr. Scott!" I cried.

"Janet, you're all right!" he replied weakly.

"Yes," I muttered, coming closer to him, trying to help him off of the heap of broken metal. I lowered him carefully to the ground, and he let out a groan of pain.

"I'm sorry!" I shrieked. He shook his head, dismissing my apology.

"Janet..." he coughed, "I'll be all right... Just go find Brad.. Und I'll wait here until you come back..."

"But I can't!"

He wheezed again, "Go! Before... it's too late! I'm an old man, I can take care of myself for a while... just go!"

It was no use arguing. I nodded quickly before running off in the other direction to find Brad.

I ran, and ran, and ran, and soon I just couldn't run anymore. I saw a pond a few feet away, and threw myself towards it, falling to my knees at the edge of the water, panting.

I looked into the water, and saw my reflection as the sunlight glimmered down on the little pool. My hair was an awful mess, and my leftover floorshow makeup was smudged all over my face. Along with that, I had dark streaks of ash all over my shoulders and arms that I hadn't noticed before. After a moment of looking at the lunatic in front of me, I broke down crying. I'd wished it were all a dream!

I buried my face in my hands, causing any remaining facepaint to melt off with my tears.

After I'd collected myself, I cupped my hands, and dipped them into the water. I splashed my face over and over again, trying to clear away the remains of my living nightmare.

Then I remembered what I was supposed to be doing, and started running again, calling out Brad's name.

"Brad!" I sobbed. I felt terrible. Not only had I betrayed him twice, but I'd never even gotten the chance to tell him how much I loved him, and how unbelievably sorry I was. I had to find him.

I stopped running and looked past the trees. I saw a glowing light. I climbed through a bush the best I could, and saw a man dressed the same way I was, with brown messy hair. He was facing away from me, lighting a fire. He must've heard the rustling, because he turned around to face me.

It was him! I melted into his arms the second he held me. I'd never been more happy to see anyone in my entire life. "Oh Brad..." I sobbed into his chest.

"Janet... I was so scared that I'd lost you..." he whispered.

"I'm right here, Brad, my darling, and I'm not going anywhere..." I promised, nuzzling him.

Then I realized what I'd needed to do, and broke down again.

"Brad! I need t-t-to ask-k-k..." I stuttered, trying to stop crying for the millionth time.

"Janet, what's wrong?" he asked me. "Tell me, what do you need to ask?"

"D-d-do you still want to m-m-marry me?" After... all that I did to you?" I cried out, trying to wipe off some of my tears.

Brad held me closer. "I love you. Of course I do, Janet."

There was a long moment of silence before he said anything else.

"Neither of us... were ourselves last night... you weren't thinking logically. The castle had a spell of madness about it, I'd bet. So, it's okay, dear love. I made mistakes of my own..." he said remembering.

After I knew that I still had my Brad's love... instinct took over. I pulled away from his chest and looked at him. Then I threw my arms around him, and kissed him. I kissed him softly, and slowly, not wanting to ever have to be away from him again, or to have to remember the events that happened only a few hours ago.

Brad kissed me back, and I knew he was mine, and always would be as long as I wanted him.

Brad's kisses were so different from Frank's or Rocky's... I felt pure love and longing in his lips.

But after meeting those nutcases, I learned about lust, and passion, and my sexual curiosity grew to new lengths. And the things that I learned were bound to stick with me for the rest of my life. I didn't know how Brad would change from all of this, but I knew how I would, and something told me that being freed of my complete innocence wouldn't be the worst thing in the world.