Something else shifted. The air was too warm. He was rocking, but his body was not moving, and his cheek pressed against something hard. His eyes flut...ered open. He was at sea. Apparently he had fallen asleep in the late afternoon sun. The waves made a rustling noise, like amplified silk. Another noise twitched somewhere, higher in pitch. It was like the cry of seagulls, only — musical. What was it? He scanned the horizon but saw only blue, sky against ocean. There weren’t any clues. The tones. Your school was good, your grades incredible, your brother was coming back and your parents were awesome. You felt a swelling of pride at having everything seem to work well. There was such beauty in the world. Skipping to one of the nearby benches, you came to a stop, dropping your pack next to the bench you stepped over to the nearby fountain, sipping away at the water as if your life depended on it. One bad thing you had going on was you frequently neglected to drink enough water to keep. Once in place I send the signal to initiate the logging scans. Each of the six units around the church, plus my one in the church, take a turn sending a signal as well as recording the other six signals sent. Each unit sends a very high pitched sound wave into the earth which is ‘heard’ by the other units. When it passes through the earth the signal notes differences in density etc. It’s good for a depth of up to one kilometre.Having got the first set of signals I move further down the church. This way Jón got most of his sleep. Forni came over when his watch was over and cuddled close. He seemed to be still bothered about my threats.An hour or so before dawn I awoke Jón and then he did the same to the rest of the camp. The Picts were roused but most of them had not slept. With his back to a large fire Jón said, "Gauls, I have to make a serious decision. We used our weapons on the Romans and destroyed a full legion. Your village is much smaller and even easier to destroy. Will your.