Despite the planet’s natural beauty and mysterious eccentricities, Imnok could not think of something she had ever hated more in her life than this ...atural prison. Upon its high perch, the Artefact continued to dim. Yet off its dull reflection 5 moving figures were still recognizable, speeding their way towards it through the vast field. Soon they would arrive, fight, kill and dead or alive only four would remain on this planet. Imnok finally broke free of the tall grass and began sprinting. Walking in the house, I could hear voices coming from Brians room. As Paul and I walked back there, I could see the shadow of movements. Standing in the door opening, I seen they had stripped the bed and covered the bottom of the mattress with a sheet of plastic. When Brian seem me, he introduced me to Candy, the student nurse. He assured me that everything would be alright, he told me there was a robe in the bathroom, to get undressed nd put it on. I went in the bathroom, I slowly got. Someone needs a spanking. Be Right Back.You know that old saying used by parents when their offspring are a disappointment? "This hurts me more than it hurts you," I heard it a bunch back in the '40's and '50's. And it did ... hurt me more than it hurt them ... Figments of imagination are hard to spank. But, I got it done. So ... one more time ... with feeling:This is Chapter Seventeen of Wendolyn Too, the fourth book in the Stop Watch series ... universe ... conglomeration ... whatever.I have. Nat had the same look on his face that his Father got when stubborn about something. Turning my attention back to the road, I started listing more back to school supplies. "We'll also have to pick up some new pencils, folders, notebooks, a lunchbox and some crayons." Nat snapped back at me this time, "I'm not a baby! Babies use crayons. I want colored pencils." Well at least he was back to talking to me. "Okay then, colored pencils it is." I turned into the parking lot and maneuvered my bulky.