She read the notice.
"This is the right place, on the right date at the right time." Necrophillia thought to herself. "But where's the stupid room."
She climbed the stairs of the old grade school turned community center to the second floor corridor. These tile hallways and marble floors brought back memories of the girls' school / behavioral center in Imperial City. The smart girls were sent to science schools. The pretty and smart girls were sent to art schools. The pretty girls were sent to escort school. The rest were sent to work. Necrophillia was sent to escort school, but as they put it, she had an attitude problem. She ended up on the street.
She swallowed hard and bite her lip. "Put that behind you." Necrophillia said to herself. "Focus."
She heard voices down the hall. As she walked the clip-klop of her high heels reminded her of the day they took her out of class to get her much over done bust enlargement. She hated them for so long. They are too big. They get in the way. She keeps them though, as a reminder of where she was and were she's going. But mostly because she's afraid to go under the knife.
She stopped a few feet from on the door to pull herself together.
"Funny, I can take anything anybody wants to throw at me." Necrophillia mused to herself. "But I can't walk down the hall of a lousy school building."
She ducked into the girls room. It had been modified for adults, bit it still felt like a grade school girls room. She dried her eyes, composed herself and reapplied her goth makeup. "I can do this." She said to herself.
"You must be here for the meeting." A woman said that Necrophillia didn't here come in.
"Oh, yes." Necrophillia said.
"My name's Kate, is this your first time." Kate said.
"Oh no. I've been on the street." Necrophillia stopped. "I mean, yes, the meeting. I'm Necro, excuse me. I'm Nancy, glad to meet you Kate.". Necrophillia had to be more careful about what she tells these people.
"Well, necro-Nancy, ha ha. The meeting is about to start." Kate said.
"If this were a task force, Kate were pay for that joke." Necrophillia thought to herself. "Lead on, Kate." Necrophillia said to Kate.
The two women left the lavatory and entered the converted classroom. The small gradesschool desks had been replaced by folding tables and chairs.
"OK, people, find a seat and let's get started." Said the middle-aged man at the front of the room. "I'm Dr. Robert Menninger, no relation. But you can call me Dr. Bob."
Necrophillia scanned the room, oddly enough no one was wearing an Arachnos Night Widow costume. Kolissa would be harder to find in this crowd. She doesn't know what Necrophillia looks like or that she is looking for her.
" ... and feel free to share anything with the group. We all have had similar experiences. Nobody will judge you. Why don't you start, in the pink?" Dr. Bob said
"Me?" Necrophillia asked.
"Yes, please come up front and introduce yourself and tell us why you're here." Dr. Bob replied.
"Well, OK, I guess." Necrophillia said as she stood up and went to the front of the room.
"What is your name?" Dr. Bob inquired.
"Oh, yes, My name is, ... , Nancy." Necrophillia managed to remember.
"Nancy, welcome." Dr. Bob welcomed.
"Oh, I'm here, because I take things." Necrophillia lied.
"Very good, Nancy." Dr. Bob said. "See me after the meeting. OK, who's next?"
"Dr. Bob, I want to say something." A woman said.
"Yes, Lisa, come forward." Dr. Bob said.
Lisa stood up and went to the front of the room as Necrophillia returned to her seat.
"Hi, my name is Lisa. I like to help people. People in trouble. I'm a good person, but diamonds drive me crazy. I got to have them."
"And how does the conflict of helping people and taking their diamonds make you feel?" Dr. Bob asked.
"Justified. Like it is my reward." Lisa said.
"Kolissa!" Necrophillia yelled.
"What" Lisa started to answer as she turned to look at Necrophillia.
Necrophillia summoned here zombies and ordered them to hold Kolissa. Kolissa ran out of the classroom. The zombies gave chase.
"Now see here, no zombies are allowed in these sessions." Dr. Bob insisted as Necrophillia ran after the zombies chasing Kolissa.