“What, you turned into Kelly and now you’re visiting me? I thought you were leaving all of us alone tonight,” she said, still angry with Jack.�...Actually, for once, I’m not Jack. I’m your real subconscious, which you thought was your dream-Jack the whole time. Jack did tell you that contact with the Self was the source of all philosophy.”Victoria looked at the apparition, soon realizing that it really was just a figment of her imagination. It felt nothing at all like the dreams in which Jack had. Hali finishes her story after several minutes of her crotch being rubbed along. Hali's hand reaches down to her slit and rubs a finger along it for a second. Her hand pulls away about a foot, then she rubs her fingers together, admiring the wetness. She sits up and playfully says," This is you're fault", then her wet fingers rub along my lips. She smiles as I lick her juices off my lips and says," Do my back now please." She pulls her legs from around me and flips around,. "They build weapons that incinerate millions of their own kind in a flash and yet they can't look on a few lifeless body parts without throwing up." Who were they?" Phil asked. The image of that severed head staring up into the sky would stay with him until the day he died.Rosa shrugged."Carnivrillarofax sends them to us every so often," Verdé said."We use them to feed the wargen," Rosa added."Oh look, here they are now," Verdé said.Further down the hill below them, twisted shapes were emerging. For some reason I always got nervous aroundbig groups, I wasn't a nerd or anything just your average teenager but Iwas shy. Fortunately a few of my friends were attending the same schoolas me but they lived in different parts of the neighbourhood and so wewould meet up at school. So here I was standing on my own while theother students at the stop were hanging in groups.As I clutched my books to my chest I thought about my friends; there wasAlan, all summer Alan had started to show a keen.