" The last words Khalus hears his mother speak before he is suddenly thrown through time and space.Khalus tumbles perilously though a tunnel of light,...his clothes ripping to shreds from the sheer force. It keeps going for what feels like an eternity before he suddenly slams into a hard surface. As the light dissipates, Khalus lays there for a moment, his now nude body aching. "Well, that was unpleasant." He groans as he stands and looks around at his new surroundings, taking in the tall towers. I thought about it and to tell you the truth if you hadn’t bought it just now, I would probably be sawing off that lock before the night is through. You’re not the only one who’s curious about what’s inside.”Rhonda handed over the three hundred dollars (the woman had originally asked four hundred, but Rhonda was an experienced flea marketer and talked her down).“Let me help you get it in your car,” volunteered the woman.“Thanks. It isn’t that heavy but it’s rather awkward to carry.”The two. Many look far more slutty than sexy," I said dubiously."You can't know that," Erica said. "Besides, it will be easy to make sure that the cards are packed. The box is sized for it."I nodded. "Very well. But you have to carry them today."Erica just smiled. She claimed half of the games from my arms and carried them over to the register. The young man who had greeted us glared at me until he saw the number of games."What are you preparing for? A zombie apocalypse?" He asked."Now how could these. Questions?" Do you know the story of the barramundi?" Yes. You can look it up when we're back and write it up for Monday week. And while I think of it, Carol, you write about didgeridoos and Louis, you write up the maternal and paternal symbolism. Okay?"Well, she hadn't forgotten the trip's purpose. A thesis and three paper topics in just about 24 hours. Not bad. We'd see how other things turn out."Gordy?" Yes, Louis?" What would have happened if I had – uh – selected a maiden?" One of the ones.