It was a thunderstorm that had saved her. One night, as she waited for the sleeping quarters to open for her, a bolt of lightning struck both the isla...d's transformer and standby generator and the camp was without current. Emma had scampered over the no longer electrified fence and fled. In the morning a maintenance crew had arrived and repaired the damage. But the idiots had not looked inside the compound and Emma's absence had not been noticed at the time.She had seen the helicopter leave and. ...Hello!!!" Matthew sat upright in the seat and forced his eyes to focus into theglare of sodium lights. A woman was walking towards his car. Though notgiven to suspicion and mistrust, he was still uneasy at the prospect ofbeing approached by a stranger at 2 am in a deserted garage.She stopped several yards away from his vehicle and repeated her attemptto get his attention. "Excuse me.....Can you please help me?" He guessed her to be somewhere in the neighborhood of 30 years of age.Her light. “You need a little more priming.” And the lights went out. “Are you ok?” John asked, wishing he could get to her. “It’s amazing, you have no idea,” she whispered. “I can still feel it…I’m so close to cumming.” She nearly wailed the last part, beginning to cry. “Sherry…baby,” John said. A strange, oppressive sleep began to steel over him. He knew it was not natural and that Alex was causing it. He fought but lost quickly as true darkness overtook him. When he awoke, he was strapped into a. " Greg said."Give me a few minutes to get ready. I'm going to take an AN/PRC 77 with me. Same freq. As convoy sir. 20.05. I will call as soon as I make a recon." Sgt. Ballerton said. (AN/PRC 77 stands for Army Navy Portable Radio Communications... series 77.)Soon, Sgt. Ballerton returned, dressed out in white overall and a white jacket over his uniform. He had also changed his boots for ski boots, and had his weapon slung over his back, muzzle pointed down. Carrying cross country skis he was.