"Please! Stop him! Don't let him cage up another girl like he did me!"Cassie's thoughts are frozen in an ice-scape of horror. She can only stare at th... spirit, trying to see through it and convince herself that this was not happening.(scuff-STEP)Cassie gasps as something starts to emerge from the darkness, and for a terrifying moment, she feels as if she is floating towards it, carried aloft on currents of power. The gray fades, leaving the black to reach its tendrils towards her and slither. Sharon ran her hand over her shaven head, and looked sadly at the strands of her bleached hair where it lay on the grass. It certainly felt weird. And from looking at Sweetness, she could see how weird it also appeared. The pate was significantly paler than the rest of the skin which had otherwise been mostly tanned by the sun. Sharon was dismayed by how strangely nobbly Sweetness' shaved head looked, and, of course, how it must be correspondingly so on her own head. The bump at the nape of the. Not even NOLS or Outward Bound. Those places cater to athletes, not fat families with bucks to spend and have a little adventure; have a little fun. Hell, find someone to make me a bull-hide vest and britches and I'll fit in anywhere from the sixteen hundreds to nineteen-sixty."I talked myself into a job, all right. They wanted to drop it into my lap and let me handle the whole thing. Not only no, but hell no! I explained why I wasn't the one to manage their operation and described my little. It was nearly deserted, but she did see normal people going about their business. She didn't see any elderly people at all. She looked at the agent who saved her from vivisection. He didn't look a bad sort, really. A cell phone buzzed in his pocket. "Yeah, target acquired. We'll meet up at the place. Godspeed," he said, shutting it off. Beth knew to not ask where they were going. Standard procedure, really. The airport was deserted and no planes were taking off or landing. That wasn't a good.