The Second DayA loud clang interrupted Amy’s dreams. She was disoriented, back safely in her college dorm room. The command “****” brought her b...ck to reality. She jumped and raced to the wall where her cellmate were already on their knees, nose and breasts pressed hard against the cold concrete, hands on the top of their heads. The urine on the floor had dried overnight. She could still smell it, but was grateful that she was’t forced to kneel in it. Her bladder was killing her. She would have. I was sure everyone would want to shoot at least a couple rounds.Jake carried the rifle, Bob the ammo can (I was glad of it) and put it in the back of the Suburban along with the thin exercise mat to lie on. That dog-gone thing weighed 30 pounds and the ammo can was just as much.The half-way sliding partition was 600 feet from the end doors or 200 yards. 200 yards was a good distance to see how the bullet stops held up.The Barrett M107 was the rifle of choice by the Coast Guard for knocking out. I then gather my bits walk to the bar and ask the bartender to watch them for me as I’m heading to the toilet before I leave for home to wait for him to return another date night messed up by problems with the trains , when I return to the bar to pick up my coat the bartender brings me another drink , i ask why and he says its from the gentleman at the end of the bar i look in the direction suggested by the bartender to see a well built black man sat at the bar he nods and smiles i smile back I. ‘This should make flying a lot more interesting…’Béla moved her arms back further, triggering her transformation from normal human to winged vampire. She moved her wings through their entire range of motion, gasping in shallow breaths as the tightly stretched flesh of her breasts moved against the metal casings.She grinned at Beth and sprang into the air, flapping her wings to gain some altitude. Then she cried out as one of the shell casings came loose and fell away. As she landed, the other.