"He works at Edwardsbut lives off base. He's agreed to answer any questions you have." So it really was a demon that attacked you?" I know how crazy t...at sounds, but I don't know how else to describe it.It was the size and shape of a man but had huge, bat-like wings growingout of its back, and its toes and fingers that ended in pretty viciousclaws." Was it wearing anything?" asked Scully."'Wearing anything'? C'mon Scully, it's a demon! Of course it wasn'twearing anything." Actually, Agent. "I continued right, leaving Las Pulgas and merging onto Stuart Mesa Road. I hit the brakes, and when our pursuer slowed down to maintain his distance, I hung a hard right, pulling onto a side road cut between a small hill and bracketed on both sides with what looked to me like some kind of scraggly scrub pine trees. It appeared that the hilly terrain flattened out about three hundred yards farther down the unpaved road. I could just make out the I-5 overpass in the distance, and beyond that,. “No,” I replied, “I don’t listen in to other people’s conversations.”“Well, she told me you were kind, generous, considerate, and if anything, too concerned with other peoples needs above your own,” she said, “she also told me about Cal.”That last remark sort of put a damper on my mood.“Oh,” I said, “What did she tell you?”“That Cal is the great love of your life, your spiritual twin, your alter ego,” she said, gently, “that she did something awful, something that you have difficulty forgiving. My husband, James, was playing nicely in the pool with our c***dren, and letting me sit back and watch them having fun. I had noticed that in reception they had advertised a k**s club, and I thought it would be a nice surprise if the next morning I booked our two boys in and arranged for us both to have a massage in the hotel’s beautiful spa. I made the excuse of needing to get something from our room, and took a walk down the spa to book our massages. The spa was absolutely beautiful. It.