"She gives me a curious frown but doesn't say anything. We sit and listen. Slowly the sounds of the wood lands penetrate my consciousness. Birds chirp...ng and flitting about. Small creatures rustling about. Then ... They stop.Catherine gives me a surprised look. Next we hear motors. Large land vehicles drive by. Everyones eyes go wide. Alys starts to whimper. I pull her tight into my arms and pet her head until she calms down."We would have been trapped." Catherine silently mouths the words. She. While moving backwards, a good looking aunty who was around 28-30 Yrs old asked me that should she move her bag kept near her seat so that i could stand there properly. When is said yes she kept the bag in the above space provided for keeping bags & allowed me to rest near her seat.I knew that i had to keep standing all the way to Pune as the bus won’t stop in the way, For that reason i rested my back side against her seat. She was very fair, wearing a green saree with a matching blouse, Her. I never slept anymore. And with dreams like that, who the hell would want to?It had now been three weeks since we'd been discovered. I hadn't left the art studio at all except for food, even then only late at night when there were fewer people around. The idea of even engaging in small talk with people filled me with complete dread. Dr. Miller's wife, Becky, was a registered nurse. She checked up on me several times, monitoring the healing progress on my ribs. More than once, I caught her. The process was soslow he barely noticed at first. He still refused to climb out even ashe found it harder and harder to move his limbs as the amber slowlyhardened in the vat. The little boy was coated with it, and it coveredhim from head to toe. His limbs grew stiff, his movements slowed, andeventually it took the greatest effort for him to move a finger. Now itwas too late to climb out, he was too weak to move a finger; he wascaught like a butterfly in amber, stiff and frozen in space and.