"Nothing I can catch at a glance," he said as I looked around the machinery.The way his now too-large shirt hung loose was irritating, but that stoppe...mattering as shrunk into tank top, two somethings weighing it down at chestlevel as it shortened to reveal a flat stomach and concave waist. It wasbecoming hard to scout for potential problems rather than admire the onesI'd just solved."Nothing I can see, either," I said, retreating from the car. After anothersecond's searching, my friend. Nick woke with a start the next day; it was nearly eight, he was lateand had a thumping headache. He rushed to get ready for work, he didn'thave time for a shower, ten minutes later he was dashing out of hisflat, having quickly but carelessly cleaning his nails and removing theextensions, splashing his face with cold water and gathering his hair ina low male ponytail.For the second Monday running his week started at work with him givinghis normal team talk to the girls in his call-centre team,. Black ceiling to floor drapes obscured the windows, and from what little that could be seen of the walls in the gloom, they were plain and untroubled by any pictures or decoration. The floor was polished wood, a tightly woven parquet floor of rich mahogany. The only light was from a trio of bright spotlights illuminating the center of the room, their beams overlapping on the floor to create a stage like setting for her performance. In the center of this stage was a heavy wooden chair, along. We arrived in a forest awash in the falling red and gold foliage of Autumn. A quick scan of the area nearby revealed only wilderness."Its beautiful here!" Ginny said. We enjoyed the view for a few minutes and then began taking readings."We have a standard readings across the board. No anomalies in background radiation levels and no sign of activity in the electromagnetic spectrum" Con said.I sent my senses out further, towards San Francisco Bay to the west. My senses were telling me something.