Strangely, she can sense their feelings, their emotions. Something about me ... She focuses in on this strange, new feeling. They can’t allow me to ...eave...“They see me as the enemy now,” she says aloud. “So be it.” She slides off the bed and over to the door, the sheet falling from her naked body to the floor as she does so. Why don’t you open the door for me?One of the soldiers abruptly turns and slides a keycard through the reader. “What the hell are you doing?” the other asks, caught. Achanak se main apne aap se bola ki bhala main ye sab kya soch raha hun? Fir dhyaan aaya ki main uttejit ho raha tha.Neetu: Seriosly yaar, I feel so hot.Bhawna hasti hui boli: Hahaha! Hot! tu to hamesha hot hi hai Neetu, hahaha!Neetu: Hahaha, shut up Bhawna, sachme mazaak nahi kar rahi. Tum dono ko garmi nahi lag rahi kya?Bhawna: Wayse garmi to lag hi rahi hai mujhe bhi. Ruk main room heater chek kar ke aati hun kahi temp zyada to nahi set ho gayi.Bhawna uthi aur kitchen ko chali gayi aur fir. I can double as crew chief for them until they get familiar with the harbour and the traffic — it does get hectic out there and I know my way around." Sally, you just want to get out of the office and you'd take advantage of an old man's dilemma to do it. We are desperate though. Suits, two days and then back here." Charley, be fair, taxi shuttles do a three week course. Three weeks." Not going to happen, Sally. Nice try. Five days." It takes five days to work out the lanes let alone the inner. The two had left the noise and press of the lower market behind, and were climbing one of the city's other hills, where the merchants and guild leaderships had offices. Though the press was left behind, evidence that the human tide had surged here, and repeatedly, abounded through the city's parks. Almost, the parkland had been unspoiled countryside, and yet, there were now tents and ramshackle huts in the trees and meadows. Alongside the road was the detritus of thousands of humans, trash.