" Ryoko added smugly."How the hell would I KNOW what I looked like back when all this was taken place huh?"Ena continued to stare at her for another f...w seconds, or again what past for them in this place that really wasn't, before she answered merely by way of pointing across at series of gilded mirrored panels adoring the wall directly above the sarcophagus."Oh..." Ryoko kind of deflated, seeing the image of her younger self clearly reflected."Right, got it." She slumped grumbling."Still don't. I forced my eyes closed as the shock rolled over me. I tried to concentrate and remember the training lectures in the event of an emergency like this. Think. Think. But I knew the game was up. That I was screwed big time. I was going to die here in this wilderness alone and afraid as the snow began to lightly fall all around me.I GRANT YOU ONE WISH, HARRY. I tried to move but it was no use. I could barely raise my head. I was done.Each breath was torture now. My lungs were shot. It felt like I. “Come to Manchester, as soon as possible, to this address,” I recited it quickly, annoyed that the voice commands were harder to deliver whenever sound or volume weakened, “by yourself, no staff, no security, no press, nobody. Is that clear? Take only what luggage you can carry with you on a commuter flight from Heathrow.”“Yes, of course. I’ll purchase a ticket and be right there. Why am I doing this? Oh, well, I’m bloody well doing it, damn ... there, I’ve booked the flight. So, I’m not. As I was thinking about him fucking me again, my fingers went to my wet cunt and I began to finger myself through my wet thong, and then the phone rang.I answered the phone and it was my friend Elanna. She told me that she couldn’t come over this morning to show me some more moves on my stripper pole that I had just gotten the day before and apologized but told me she would come over the next morning if that was okay with me. I said that would work for me, then we talked some more about me.