She could sense great fear."We're not going to hurt you," she told the frightened child. "We're here to help. Come out please." I...I can't," the girl...sobbed. "I have no clothes. That soldier...he took them." Judge Herns could detect shock in the teenager's tone, and took off her coat."You must be cold my child. I'm coming in there with my jacket. I'm not going to hurt you, Nancy. I only want to take you to a place of safety." "How...how did you know my name?" she asked as Judge Herns. Second, I could see the faint lights of another town in the sky ahead, and I didn't want to reach it. Third, time was passing, I didn't know how quickly Asmedogh's people would respond to the beacon, and daylight would make things a lot more difficult if not completely impossible.It was growing increasingly frustrating when I suddenly found myself shooting right past what looked to be some kind of dirt road heading off to our left. I braked sharply, negotiated a U-turn—there was no traffic in. He looked as if he mightfaint. She laughed again."Let's see," she said. "You've passed all the tests, my big strongman. I guess it's safe to say I'm yours." I guess it is," he said, and his expression somehow hardened. He steppedback from her."What's up, sweetie?" Something in the way he looked at her now wasvery disquieting.He said nothing. A white curtain (of cloud? of mist?) appeared in front ofhim. Looking at it, she became dizzy. Then the curtain was gone. In Richard'splace stood a spider,. And then it was my turn. I could barely stand up with the sheer adrenaline rush and the abject fear mixing in me. I staggered my way onto the stage and was almost blinded by the bright light – couldn’t see anything.“This is a new one!” whispered the announcer ever so softly into the microphone as I stood with my hands behind my head flushed with shame as I felt the scrutiny of the unseen eyes of the perverts. “It (the reference to the slaves as “it” made me hornier than ever) has been a slave.