Otter Creek Only here for the weekend

She didn't trust him; there was a glimmer of doubt before she eventually decided that she didn't trust him. For a moment he considered dropping the act, but then he decided he would try. He had nothing to lose, anyway.

She demanded to know who he was and refused to trust him until she knew. Then she continued to call for someone named 'Arlo'. How touching. "Fine, you can stay here and wait for your Arlo, but I'm going to find my way out!" he said and he turned away, making to leave, with or without her. He'd let her stew for a few hours; just enough so she'd start thinking that he might've been honest after all. Just enough to smash the last glimmers of hope from her, after which the process of smashing the next piece of her, body or mind, could begin.