"Mayoni," said Mark. "This is not the time to lead with the carbine. I'll go down the ladder first. Cover me. Let me see if they are waiting to rush u... from the tunnel."Mayoni sighed. "Your tactics are correct. I will cover."Leon was behind Mark and spoke up. "Brother, let me go first. I have a survival knife. Remember who won our throwing contest?" I did!" Well, yeah, but only because you were fantastic with the kitchen cleaver! I was better with a straight throwing knife. You tended to throw. Thomas stepped around the front of my truck and said, ‘If he isn’t, I am.’ Dawkins weathered face paled as the big man walked toward him. ‘I wouldn’t hit Thomas with that bar,’ I suggested to Dawkins. ‘You’ll just piss him off.’ ‘I don’t think you understand,’ Thomas said to Dawkins, looking him in the eye. ‘That wasn’t a request, it’s a demand.’ He put a large paw on the man’s shoulder and exerted a little pressure. ‘Now where does Bill live?’ Before Dawkins could answer, Thomas continued. ‘In. Smaller and smaller you become. Your eyes start to show you images of things around you, as they get larger. The dust on your table has now grown to the size of bowling balls. You can see the dust mites wandering through it. Further and further you diminish, until that same dust is the size of a mountain. The bacteria you know is present everywhere has now reached visibility and before your eyes grows from the size of your hand to the size of an elephant. They pay no notice of you as you. It simply did not make sense to follow the Patriarch’s orders anymore, what harm could it do? Nobody would ever find out. Her desires, the instincts that screamed for her to overcome Dennis and to punish him for the distress that he had caused her would be satisfied in the process.He should hear back from the UN within twenty-four hours, and then Ursi would have her answer. Dennis rose from his chair and shut down the console, then turned to the door.He yelped, there was a tall figure standing.