Myra saw Walker about twenty yards down the road looking up at the upper floors of a ruined building across the street. Bo whistled loudly at him. “...t’s about time you got here. We were getting bored waiting for your lazy ass!” “Who’s 'we' you crazy…” The man’s voice trailed off as his eyes came to rest on Myra. “You lucky son of a bitch! Where in the hell did you find her?!” Bo laughed at the question. “She just walked right by me, if you can believe that.” Walker started moving toward them. My hand continued to the back of my head whereI noticed my new long hair was tied in a ponytail, the end of which wasreaching right beneath my shoulder blades.In stunned surprise I pulled the ponytail back over my shoulder toexamine it closely, my hair was clearly much longer than it was at thebeginning of the dream, but what scared me the most was that it was nolonger the light brown colour I was used to, but a honey blonde.I was freaking out, and began to notice more changes. My arms. The woman was a little older than Sandy with long blonde hair coiled and piled atop her head.The woman spoke in a soft, alluring voice, "Welcome. I am the unofficial greeter, having been here the longest. My name is Jacqueline but you can call me Jackie. I want to be a friend and a counselor for you both, especially until you get your feet wet and understand what the next year or more will bring. I see you are both," she pointed at Jeanie's limp form on the bed, "the worse for wear from your. I didn’t have a spotter since I usually prefer to work out alone. All I needed was my iPod and a bottle of Gatorade and I could work out for hours by myself. I’m Jennifer. I’m not very much of a people person. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I don’t have friends, but I guess I’m what you would call ‘independent’. I don’t have a boyfriend and I live with a roommate who is never around. So I spend most of my time here at the gym…. maybe a little too much time… After what seemed like a hundred.