The manse they had given him to stay in was at the far end of the graveyard from the church and a very comfy place it was too. As he was closing his c...rtains for the night he noticed a lit window at the church and assuming he had left the vestry light on he made his way back across the graveyard.As he entered the side door he saw the flickering of candlelight from inside the two sets of confessional boxes and could hear faint sounds coming from within. Not knowing what was happening, he crept. She rose rapidly, face anguished, and came to him. Only then did she note his arm. There was a dark dampness sticking the doublet to his upper arm. ‘Gods Terence, let me tend you.’ He smiled relieved thanks as he sank onto the bed, leaning back against the wall for support. He heard her say something. Perhaps it was ‘Water’? His eyes closed in exhaustion. The next he knew she was bathing his arm. My God how that stung! He looked at the wound. The cut traced an angry red line right across the. "Well part of it is going to be the Agency we will be starting. I have also been doing work in Electronic Engineering, and I want it protected as well. I have also started working in the programming field and want that protected. There are a few other reasons we will talk about if you join us, but we are not in trouble with the US government or anything." Oh I checked up on you before I bothered coming up here, just to make sure you were good people. Your brother vouched for you too; I have. People explained that they had fled north or to the coast and taken to ships. The invasion had moved diagonally across the country, leaving a triangle of land initially untouched. Later, in retreat, they had moved through but they had not stayed, so hiding had been sufficient as the rabble passed by. There had been plenty of destruction but there was enough to start recovering; boats could catch fish or trade with places that had not been destroyed. Life was beginning to return to.