It’s all a matter of time, that’s all… a period of readjustment… it’ll all settle down. After all, change is the only constant, and this is ...ust another of those changes. Admittedly, it’s not quite as simple as that because this is a BIG fucking change, but you just have to deal with it, move on… that’s the challenge of life, adapting and surviving in this ever-changing world we live in. Some make the changes… some don’t – survival of the fittest, and I’m FIGHTING fucking fit. Yeah, it’s NOT. They had a fantastic pool and the garden was landscaped like the ones you see from time to time in the glossy magazines. Clare’s car was my dream car, a black Porsche 911, which she drove fast and with confidence. Their daughter Stephanie was nineteen. Those for you who have read ‘Blackmailed’ will know exactly what I mean when I say that I had got to know her quite a bit better only the day before. The memories what happened at their house the previous afternoon brought a warm rush to my. One or two crusaders were carried away by stretcher-bearing robots. Isaac could only speculate what cruel torments awaited these unfortunates.It didn't take long until it was Isaac's turn. A thin scantily-clad woman crouched over him. She wore a silver one-piece uniform that displayed her legs below the knee and was open almost to her bosom. She skimmed a smooth plastic device several centimetres above his chest. Her head was shaved and she showed as little interest in him as a man would. The bloodhounds were baying while the Rottie's and the Mastiffs were snarling. They were looking towards my right.I turned and looked that way and I felt urine run down my leg, as I saw the giant shape charging me. It jumped towards me as I snapped the rifle up to my shoulder. I held the trigger down and the bullets slammed into the creature's chest and head. The eight bullets killed it and I hit the ground as the corpse slammed into me. I groaned as the girls came running out of the RV with.