"He stopped almost reluctantly, and sat stone-still, looking at the keys.Irina returned to her chair, crossing her legs. "Start again."He looked at he..., face drawn, and then turned to the keys again. After he played the first few bars, she stopped him again."Where is the melody?"He thought for a moment, and then fingered the upper voice of the chords."I guess it's that," he said.Irina stood and moved around to his left. She reached in to the keys, and smiled slightly as he shied away from her. At first he thought I was not real till we set a date to meet at the lab he works in. When I arrived at the lab, I walked directly towards the receptionist and asked for my Doctor friend. He called the doctor on the phone and told him their is a Sherry here asking for you Sir, then he asked me to sit a couple of minutes and the Doctor will come to me. It was not a big lab, and there were some patients already sitting and waiting their turn. After a couple of minutes the Doctor came and. The rest of you will be sold as slaves.”I thought of the young sacrifice lying disemboweled outside. Now that I thought about it, she was probably a slave girl, not a member of the town.“Do not worry, we treat our slaves better than you treat yours.”There were murmurs as the Zavalans conferred quietly amongst themselves. Some whispered to the middle-aged man, who appeared to have become the de-facto spokesman for the group.“You would trust us not to run or resist, to so willingly become your. Five minutes in front of the mirror and I was as good as new. At least on the outside.I made my way to the elevators and up to the kid's room. It was about 5 minutes till 2 when I went in. A nurse was checking the IV bottles. We said hello to each other and I sat down.She left after a couple of minutes and I made sure the sheets were smoothed out. I felt bad about Wes being exposed like he was, but there wasn't much I could do about it. He had to keep off the stitches and his back had to be.