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, screams and the shouts started, because at the moment , his couple was not aware of the journey that they were about to embark upon, completely ignorant of the joyous gift he was about to lay before them.  Once he had taken them thr ough the commitment ceremony and explained the final coupling, then they would understand the magnitude of his mission.  The simplicity would astound them.  The prospect of spending eternity wrapped within love’s warm folds and joined as one , one would cast away the shadows of fear and chase away doubt. T he prospect of leaving the mortal world with all its lies , deceit , and suffering would empower and seduce them as they embraced the immortality of love.
    ‘ Please … please , whoever you are , just let us go, we won ’ t say anything . I promise, just let us go .’  Tom was trying every tactic he could think of as the unseen person paced up behind them.  He could tell it wasn’t the first man , because the steps were lighter, balanced, and unhurried.
    Despite his best efforts to maintain her spirit, Karen hadn ’ t spoke n to Tom for over twenty minutes.  She just sobbed quietly in the dark , seeming to have go ne completely into herself.  He had seen it first ha nd in combat conditions many times before, he knew the signs, knew his fiancée was slipping away into a world of mental paralysis , where the mind shuts down into protection mode when the real world becomes too horrific to deal with, and too much to bare. 
    ‘ We have money , ’ Tom tried again, ‘ W e have rich friends, powerful friends , ’ he was freewheeling now , trying any tack, any angle.
    Cupid remained silent as he lifted the stool that he knew Adam would have left near the trolley . He now eyed the trolley, set with his beautifully crafted tools , tools that would work their magic for this loving couple tomorrow night.  Picking up the stool, he carried it around to the front of the couple so that he was now at their feet.
    Tom struggled against the head straps, trying to see the man who he was aware was moving around them.  ‘ Who are you, why are you doing this? ’
    Cupid placed the stool close to the table , and then moved six metres away to stand next to one of the sheer walls of the building. He had spotted a small shelf whe r e the small camcorder would sit at a good height and angle to record the commitment and then the coupling tomorrow night. It was time for the ceremony . That thought alone was causing his skin to tingle with anticipation of the magical moment he was about to create.  Taking a deep breath, he clicked the tiny remote control , setting the camcorder silently into record mode . Then he sat on the stool , still hidden from the couple’s line of sight.  Tom was strong and he struggled against the head and neck restraints , but was not able to lift his head from the table to see Cupid sitting near their feet.  Reaching to his right , Cupid took a firm grip on the thick black cord hanging from the black sacking that was draped over the large mirror suspended over the couple.  They were completely unaware of its existence , hidden from the couple , lost in the depths of the endless sky of black above them.  Adam had prepared the cord so that one quick yank would strip the cloth away to fall to the ground at Cupid’s side.  He had never failed in his preparation . In fact , he had become more proficient each year and as Cupid yanked sharply down, Adam would have another successful year to add to his tally, as the black sacking fell away and Tom and Karen screamed in unison as their reflections stared down at them . The sight of their naked bodies strapped side by side to the table intensified the terror that was running through their veins, opening doors within their imaginations they dared not peek into.
    Cupid waited ; they would settle in a moment.  Reaching forward , he found the hidden switch that he knew would be there.  He pressed it and held it down . The small