Granle stepped forward, "it appears that you are finally in command of that which you need. We have awaited for this for a long time. It was a pleasur... to meet you, and it will be our honor to work with you Santa. Now then, your Mercy is waiting for you as we all are. Be well and go with the creator sir." John could only stare at all the smiling elfin people as his vision blurred for a few moments. Suddenly he was standing between Mercy and Handral! "By the creator!" Mercy stated. "It's you!. It came to just under $6 million! Now where in hell are we going to get that kind of money?”“Our esteemed treasurer has already taken care of your problem. The key question now, Bill, is how long is it going to take for repairs, particularly for the five operating machines?”“Cliff, you’re serious about the money, aren’t you?” Bill said. Sandy and Cliff both nodded in unison. “What do I need to do to get the authority to move ahead? I’ve got a couple of my guys working on an investment proposal,. Terry and Ralph kept up the conversation even after Wally appeared. A short while after Wally asked her if they could leave, she sighed but agreed. Terry came over to her as they were getting in the car, she was standing outside with him for several seconds then she gave him a big smile and got in to go home.No sooner had they left the parking lot then Wally asked her what that was about. She seemed flustered then answered, “I think you should get to know the guys on the team better”. Wally. Wallace struggles to take his place next to his wife. Unknown to him, he now also has a tattoo on his belly, similar to the one his wife now has. The creature, smiling at them, “Now, for the fun part.” With that, the demon snaps its fingers, and the marks on each of their belly glow a red color. Immediately after, they feel it. The telltale stirring of life within their bodies. Mrs. Wallace is familiar with it having been the mother to three c***dren. Mr. Wallace, however, is not so familiar.