"Sending out a probe of his own, Will began to catch snatches of alien imagery. At first he could make no sense of the thought patterns he picked up, ...hen, gradually, he began to notice patterns that could be perceived as visual, audio, and thought. Once again reverting to his early days of trying to understand his gift, he began sorting through the various patterns, and with the help of his extended brain, routing them to visual, aural, and other centers of his brain, until he was pretty sure. Dressing upwas the furthest thing from my mind. All I wanted to do was go back intime and make it so that none of this had ever happened.I picked up the nightgown and put it in my dresser drawer, under mytee-shirts. I didn't want Randy finding it, not that he'd have a reasonto go through my dresser. But supposedly I hadn't had a reason to gothrough my mother's dresser either. Thinking about it made me cringe.What kind of a mess had I gotten myself into? Why were they being sonice and. Versha: Yaar! Aise maat bol kaunsa hai?Cenu: Tera favourite, strawberry.Versha: Sunn, tu woh liberary wala yaad kar ke hilyo aaj. Mai jab aaungi to tabhi kholenge.Cenu: Aur badha rahi hai mere hawas tu bass.Versha: Chal bye, muuhhh, aaj isse kaam chala le.Cenu: Bye.Phone kaatne taak tharak ek daam chadh chuki thi and I needed to use my jaganath (apna haath jaganath). But as I turned around I found my sister standing there in the hall.All my tharak was replaced by fear, my face was drained off. We were in a cab headed for the Howard Johnson’s, without a beer I might add, when Jim said, ‘Preacher we go to be cool here. Lots of these guys are wired.’ ‘Drugs?’ ‘I don’t think so. They be high on something else. Not sure if its hate or revenge but they on some kind of high. Me and you got to stay low.’ ‘I didn’t come a thousand miles to lay low Jim. You got me here, I expect you to stand up to it.’ ‘Preacher ain’t nobody gonna’ do nothing to you they don’t do to me. We just don’t need to.