God, I hope it's a dream!It could be virtual reality. She was in a computer game, and had beenallotted the identity of a female character. This body w...s just anavatar. Then how do I get out of the game? You would have to play it tothe end, I suppose. Am I getting confused with a movie? Television show?She looked at herself in the mirror again. Every sensation she wasfeeling was unfamiliar, yet the sense of detachment about her body wasnow gone. Her heart was beating a little faster again.. "No, if you ever want your body back, you'll do as your told, plus, mybackers have very deep pockets, I can properly,.. Reward you for goingalong with it, say.. Half a million dollars."Shocked as I heard that, I thought about it, what that money could do forme, I could buy a house of my own, help out my family and travel somemore, the more I thought about it, the more I felt pressured, but he didhave me in a bind, they knew where the device was, and only they couldundo this. Sitting back. ”Col and I snuggled together on the couch, revelling in the closeness after two weeks apart. There were very few words, but lots of kisses.After a while, Col whispered, “So, when are we having that conversation with Mutti about our promise?”I was very conscious of the beautiful young woman I was snuggled up with. “Perhaps we need to talk about this when we’re alone. Then when we are sure about what we want to do, we can talk to her.”“I’m already sure.” Col found a way to snuggle closer and. This information was received with a nod.But Henry’s schedule was interrupted but a few days later. Though the railroad carried the mail, the standard method of long-distance communication was by telegraph. Henry received a telegram from the offices in Brisbane to report to the Associate Director’s office at 10 a.m. on Tuesday, 20 October 1908. This would entail his catching the Western Mail on Monday and overnighting in Brisbane. In fact, he would have five nights in Brisbane, a city of over.