. There was a flash, then suddenly I found myself standing inside some sort of glass cylinder like in one of those science fiction movies. In fact, th... room I was now in appeared to be a strange mixture alien and human technology, and the giant wasp like creatures who entered the lab were definitely from a B type movie.I didn't notice the other cylinder chambers beside me until one of them raised up, releasing the little girl trapped inside who surprisingly didn't run, but actually walked over. She was crying.This was, well, interesting. I didn't know her very well, but I saw enough of her that I knew her general personality was gay and bubbly. She was always smiling and friendly, making little jokes and so on. An eternal optimist.I tapped lightly on her door, but she didn't seem to hear me. After a few seconds, I banged on it, and she literally screamed.I opened the door, which she had apparently left unlocked, to see her cowering in the corner, a look of abject terror on her. ) He was also wearing a suit and tie and it looked great on him. It was obvious, even through the clothes, that he had a great body. When the introductions were over, they all sat, Jordan beside Stacy and Robert beside Betty.Jordan was also a very charming, genuinely nice person. He was nineteen, going to college, and enrolled in an arts program. He was heavily involved in theater and dance, played violin, banjo, flute and piano (all equally badly according to him) and worked out regularly with. It was something he'd never permit again! They'd waited until the column had come up to report, instead of running back with the word. Another thing he'd never permit again!And so, when they'd started off, the scouts were scarcely a dozen yards in front of him, when the first shot killed Lemeus, his second in command, riding at his side. Another shot had shorn a plume from Freidal's helmet and a second later his banner man had died.Single shots, he'd thought. Marksmen, so he'd thought. He'd.