We will get back to you." Do what he says." I told my pilot."We read you. Circling here." Good. Wait for our response." The channel closed to static.S... far, so good. We haven't been blown to tiny bits yet.A few minutes later, the signal came back again. "Attention Eagle, this is the Mary Celeste." Go ahead Mary Celeste." Your request for a meeting has been granted. Continue on to Camp Carter by the most direct route." Thank you." By the way, I should inform you that my standing orders are to. Her enhanced senses werereceptive to even the lowest type of stimuli from her surroundings. Asthe outside started to overwhelm her senses she suddenly felt sick to herstomach."Kara are you alright?" The concern in her friends voice was quiteevident and strangely comforting to her. It took her a moment to noticethat he was helping her to stand upright."I'm fine... just feeling a little overwhelmed, right now." She grimaced."I felt the same too, you'll get used to blocking it in no time,". The schoolhad been set up by ex marine corporal Stan Williams. He was a very harsh andfierce character. Laying down the law was his main priority. After leaving themarines he wanted to exceed his aspirations, and to do that he wanted to openhis own private sector school for boys. His large early retirement was enoughto get started and a small consortium of friends ensured the school had themoney in the long run. This was also supplemented by the main income of theschool. To send a child there. Tracey tried but couldn’t articulate a response. She nodded her head. “We’ll leave Sharon with Sweetness and Joy, and go into the woods. Is that what you’d like, Tracey?” Sharon was horrified to see her friend blush a deep kind of redness, her freckles burning against her sunburnt skin. What was happening to Tracey? But she didn’t need an explanation as she watched her friend walk off hand-in-hand with Buttercup towards a small wood just fifty yards away from the settlement. The bastards! Off.