Smash. The peaceful silence of the spa had been broken. Someone stepped in.

The therapist that had been at the stand stood up, and remarked, ' I'd like a day without punishing you.' She grabbed a piece of chalk that had been lying on her table and hurled it at the man standing at the window. He seemed unaffected.

'You know this guy?' someone whispered.

The therapist stepped forward without replying.

The man, locking gazes with the therapist, took a step toward the priceless photo album that stood on her desk.

'That's not for you,' the therapist whispered loudly and smacked his hand away. He smirked.

'Look what we have here... Something you might be wiling to trade for that dusty old album, I presume?' he sneered and held up a parcel. It was the exact shape and size of what the therapist had been on the hunt for for years -- her family's invaluable jade necklace.

'Why don't you just fall asleep?!' yelled the therapist, taking care not to show her immense interest in the tiny parcel, although inside her heart was sparkling with glee.

'I don't need any sleep -- ' the man fell down, fainted. He had been hit with sleeping potion.He lay still on the floor, occasionally letting out whimpers like that of a baby.

'Well then, I guess one less problem is in our hands now,' said the therapist as she retrieved her precious jade necklace.

She drew it over her head, feeling her strength grow as the necklace came nearer her neck. 

When it was fully on, she felt a twinkling, pleasant power within her and she felt like she could do anything in the world.

She glanced around the spa, and at the man lying on the floor, and decided to run for it. She smashed the rest of the glass with a baseball bat and started to sprint away. As she was beginning to think she might've escaped her worst enemy, she heard his voice behind her.

'I will remember this.'