“Ladies and Gentlemen -- a warm welcome for Doctor Aja Morgan!”Aja worked the microphone from its stand. Jason watched her take a couple of calmin... breaths. She held the mic to her lips and began singing “Today”.Rob bounded down stairs from the stage and joined Jason. “She does have quite a voice,” he said.“Rob -- the tambourine mic?”“Oh, shit. Hold on -- I’ll get Annabelle to set that up.”“She won’t need it for this number, but she will for the next one.”Jason watched as a slim blonde. They talked about these things until eleven o' clock or so, when Dave's parents decided that they wouldn't mind spending one night on a cosy double bed in the loft. A queen bed wasn't without accidental spooning risks either, but since Frank wasn't there Dave and Ed didn't have to share it. So they flipped a coin to see who would get the queen, and Ed was the lucky one. The trundle bed was still considerably more comfortable than an inflatable pad and a sleeping bag, so Dave couldn't complain,. The faeries always honour their contracts and their word. They also make excellent spies and assassins. It is said they know how to create glamours to hide themselves, as they retain the knowledge of their ancestors. Some people say that they can also do mind control tricks, but I don’t know that for a fact.They are, however, tricky little buggers. Never ever, cross or cheat a faerie. They don’t like living in larger communities. They prefer their own hidden villages in the forests unless they. .somewhat. My resentment relaxed...somewhat. “Thanks,” I nodded and smiled. “I’m glad Metro got the issue resolved.” The doors closed, and the train accelerated. Not more than three minutes later, there was a loud boom and complete darkness. The wheel clacking came to an abrupt, squealing halt. “Aw,” we all sighed in unison. I didn’t know it at the time, but this forlorn riders’ cry was the soundtrack for the next hour. I believed the inconvenience would be brief; unfortunately, that was not.