When I walked out of Battleship Barbara's office, the chatter on the HR floor stopped as quickly as if someone had sliced a knife through it. The corp...rate jungle fell silent as the tiger passed by.I walked though the corridors, climbed the stairs to the second floor, and threaded my way through the maze of cubicles. As I passed by the secretarial area near my office, the women quit chatting and typing and fussing with their hair and fixed their eyes on me as I passed by. I was sure that what. I couldn't find any reason to believe I couldnot. But the act of making that happen seemed absolutely revolting.Washing my hair took a lot longer than I'd expected. It seemed to takeforever to get enough shampoo into it.Why is it that showering or bathing becomes a time when the mind worksat its deepest level? Perhaps it's the solitude of it all. As I wasgetting cleaned up, the clarity of what was happening began to sink in.My claims to amnesia probably would prove to be a good plan. Not. I need to explore some more. I got a couple of glimpses through the trees of an open valley. That's one of the things the books say I should look for, because that's where I will generally find the type of animals I'll need – grass eaters. I probably lucked up finding that antelope or whatever it was, in the woods – game trail or no game trail.With everything he did, his crossbow and compound bow were in his hands or close by, the cat attack never far from his mind.Inside the cave, he utilized. Both men now looked much like -- like her Emma. In their new outfits, she could see that they even had the beginnings of feminine figures. There was a pleasant curve to their legs, and -- she giggled at the thought -- just the hint of breasts beneath those jumpers. Why, they even seemed to have a bit of make-up, lip gloss and light blush on their faces.A second door opened in the other room, and a woman in a pale green nurse's uniform came in. She was an older woman with graying hair done up in.