I kicked my shoes off, and worked with my feet to get my pants off. Without the use of my arms it wasn’t easy. I ended up falling flat on my face, P...m roughly grabbed my pants that were stuck around my ankles, spun me so I was on my back and pulled them off. She walked around over my head so she was staring straight down at me.In a soft, almost caring voice she said, “I will give you one chance to leave the store now, dressed as you are, and you can tell everyone you were too much of a wimp and. Belisa is trembling with fear while Amy seems to be holding her own. They hid behind a large pillar that is placed closely to the stairs. They were on the third floor with the only hope of surviving was to stay hidden.They stopped as they saw something coming around the corner at the top of the corridor. It was another woman with half of her clothing ripped off she looked like she just about escaped the monsters. Belisa and Amy looked on cautiously, they wanted to make sure she wasn't being. .. there was a blast of cool air, the odor was of old books and paper.Not as crawly as 'WAY OUT', never the less, it was hands and knees, and a couple of stomach slithers. She pushed her backpack in front of her. There was light ... a vent grill that pushed out ... Wendy stood behind a massive Walnut desk.Wendy was in the 'shelves' of an ancient library. Not books ... scrolls.Wound on Walnut Rollers and stored in elaborate wood cases with glass covers, the wisdom of the sages was stored in this. Myself, I emptied two more saddles and gutshot some poor young officer who probably did not last the night. Just before it quieted, I brought another down with a shot that had to have been a hundred and fifty yards. He turned a somersault when the ball hit him in the back of the neck and never moved after he hit the grass.I also saw the British artillerymen men go down, still trying the man and protect their small guns, brave men but no match of American bayonets that day. Soon most of the.