He pulled his battle-axe from his belt and joined the fight, in about five minutes he had killed around fifty wastelanders. Krann was Elsbeth’s bro...her and when they stood together you could see the resemblance as they had similar facial features, he was an archer and could hit a bull’s-eye from twenty metres away, and he also used a battle-axe when he got into hand-to-hand combat. Connor who had been put in charge of the third group was standing with four of his men, they had killed most of. I saw her underneath the drab office fluorescent lights, her head, luxuriously shampooed and prepared, just above the gray cubicle. Without averting my gaze a degree, I walked towards her as surely as a predator moves to his next meal. No word was spoken as I entered her personal space, closer than is politely allowed in western culture without an uncomfortable sense of impropriety. Her initial look told me to back away, but I ignored it and she realized I did, making myself doubly a. Inland, there seems to be nothing much… no sign of human life at least, darkening trees, not tropical. No tell-tale pin points of light, no music nothing.It is beautiful, serene and a little scary. I am expectant of my dream to turn the usual route… some monster, some beast to show up… maybe a savage or a group of savage men… I look all dressed for a chase!I walk along the beach, trying to maintain an equal distance to the shoreline and the treeline. I do not want to stay out in the open when. "Please call me Latimer, Mrs Atkinson," was the somewhat stilted replyfrom the young.Mr Hawkins barged in to the introductions. "Now, young Latimer, MrsAtkinson has some business issues she would like us to help her with andas I said initially they need someone with Your particular, shall we say,talents." Again the sneer.Mrs. Atkinson interrupted at that point. "If you will permit me, MrHawkins, I will endeavour to explain the situation. I am the majorityshareholder in Atkinsons' a clothing.