The Vibrant Chronicles: The lilac letter
The subtle smell of lavender wafted through the room, and Penny, strapped to a wooden chair by means or rope, stared at her "brother" in disdainful curiosity. "You wear...perfume? He scowled and held up a letter. "Scented." "You're a terrible brother you know, you knocked me out and strapped me to a chair." "Well, in fairness you tried to shoot me." "In case it has escaped your notice, the world isn't fair. However, you're pretty oblivious so it probably has." "Tell me again, who's in the chair and who's not?" "Why, have you forgotten?" "I could kill you." "Perhaps, but you're a lunatic; lunatics never act as expected." "I'm not a lunatic." "I don't have a brother." "Then who am I?" "A lunatic." He put his face in his hands. "Now what does the letter say?" she inclined her head as her hands were...