She slammed the car into drive and screeched down the dirt road. It was her last chance at getting away. She had to get away. Just to get her head on ...traight. A couple minuets later she pulled up into Sarahs yard. She got out of the care and all but ran to the door, her flip flops barely holding onto her feet as she got to the door. Pounding vigorously she looked almost half crazed when her friend opened the door, Larain, Sarah said opening the door . She looked at her friends frantic look. To kyu na call girl bulayi jaye…”” Manoj scared he said..no yaar …kisiko pata chal gaya to bahut problem ho jayegi..please….kabir has dare he said “”chod na yaar kuch nahi hoga try to kare pehle wase bhi yeh no bahut purane lagte hai….kabir dail those all number one by one from his mobile all are failed…means number are not present …..but suddenly manoj saw a number there he said “’yaar kabir yeh number bhi hai dail kar…kabir did it …and it connect in one chance …after that a aged man picked. .While at the lab the doc explained the process of it all, "That due to new research and design needs for a certain application. A formula was developed that could theoretically alter the chemical make up of a host. The DNA would be re-scrambled and put back together by the individual nervous systems being re-forged together to for a new over all look. Of course this was all a theory at this stage."In my mind this was all I needed to know. I didn't care if it was still a theory. It was a way to. This time I wasn't alone as Kelly and I sat at opposite ends of my overstuffed couch, our notes scattered around us as we tried to stump each other. I was actually enjoying the competition immensely as it reminded me in many ways of spending time with a fellow Docent or Elite. It was frustrating though, as now Kelly seemed to be stumping me more often than not.We'd quickly finished the group project and had been studying for several hours when other people on my wing began taking breaks from.