With how much pain I was experiencing, I’m sure you can imagine how angry I was.”“It was all a mistake. He gave me the wrong bottle. He even sen... other Harajin to warn me and retrieve it.” He approached the table and reached out for the potion.“I realized that was the likely situation when I noticed the flames were black. Black fire, Grond, black as Death’s robe. You understand the significance of that, correct?”Grond’s hand stopped as her words knocked his mind out of the conversation, sending. "You don't have to do this, Sam," Jackson watched her face carefully, looking for signs of hesitation. It didn't matter how helpful his CPU could've been in convincing her; if she wasn't willing to do this, he had no desire to force her."No," Samantha seemed startled, "no, that's not it at all, I really do, it's just I ... I don't know how."Jackson shot a look at Cynthia, hoping she wouldn't make fun of Samantha's embarrassment, but the mechanic was looking at her kindly, almost. They then thanked God, said goodbyes and returned to the town square. When they got there, they found the excitement level sky high. People were transporting groups of up to twenty all over the square. Poncho realized he had just transported twenty-three live boys and men along with thirty-two dead men. He nodded his head and turned to see Brad with a black lanyard in his hand. His wife and family were all there.“I have much to learn.” Poncho shared.A yell went up. A familiar couple with one. ..nod" Off you go," she ordered and patted me on the bottom.I jumped in pain even from just her light pat and after attempting acurtsey hurried from the room, her laughter in my ears. I hurried backto the bathroom knowing again that I was on a time limit. I entered thebathroom and looked around. The door I entered was in the middle of thewall. Directly facing me was a very large free standing deep bath, thetaps were brass slightly dulled with use. The whole thing stood on awhite marble.