She seemed to be arguing with some-one.Joseph now looked out of the window of his compartment.On the platform was a well-dressed woman in her early 30....She had a boy dressed in school uniform with her.The woman was arguing with a man who was wearing a railway uniform.She was pointing and shouting at him.The man looked like he was trying to explain something to her.Then the man just waved his arms in the air and turned around and walked off leaving the woman to shout after him. Joseph was now. I expect you want to know where you are.” I nodded.“This is a pavilion of pleasure serving the horde of unholy lord Sameal,” this did not make anything any clearer and it clearly showed on my face because she then said“Ah I see you haven’t heard of the horde, what world are you from girl?”“Errm, Earth, I suppose,” I replied“Hmm, I haven’t heard of it, that makes sense. Let me explain then. Lord Sameal is a daemon prince, an angel fallen from grace. He escaped the bonds of hell some decades ago. I didn't want to evade her privacy, but the curiosity was overwhelming and took it anyway. I sat back on the couch and began to read, the first date ever recorded was when she was 16. The date I knew only so well, the day I left for the Navy. I already knew what it was going to say and continued on. I read a couple of entry's about some failed relationships and how she was trying to find the 'one'. After skipping a couple of pages something caught my eye, I returned to the page and it was dated. I didn't know how many we could catch in the home base, but I hoped to get the majority of them.This time, we were headed for a former brewery. I wondered if the Muslims were aware of the irony associated with that? This was in a manufacturing district near Cicero, and there were a large number of closed plants in the area. We dropped onto the roof and looked for an entryway. Nancy found the trapdoor, but it was nailed closed. I managed to pulled it loose with TK, but it was a bit noisier than.