The Strange Benefactor

The food for dinner was particular good. Jason sat at the table and watched his brothers eat the last of the grains. This was the life that he had always wanted for them, yet he was feeling ill at ease.

The house was a beach house, filled with three rooms, a toilet, a bath and a shower. Outside, there was a great view, and the beach was not afar off.

They sat at the table, close to the outside and Jason felt naked because the walls were made of glass. They could easily be seen, except they went further into the house. But the luxury that the house afforded distracted him. There was the TV that took the whole of the wall, the glass table, the soft, comfortable sofas, the chandelier, the marble, mirror like floor, bedroom with a bed as bed as a whole field. He had insisted that they all would sleep on the same bed, and kept promising himself to go out to see where they were. But he was afraid, afraid of the thing that brought them here. It was not a figment of his imaginatio