She was crying softly. The vehicle was dimly lit. Too my left was a wall with a door leading to the front. All the men had gone up front, leaving Dana...and myself alone. Or so I thought."Lisa, ohmygod Lisa!" I turned in the direction Dana was looking, toward the back of the truck. We could see what looked like two beds, one above the other, like bunks. The top bunk was empty, but not the bottom. In the dim light I could see two women lying on their backs, side by side, with their arms at their. He walked in front of her once again. Still, no words escaped his lips. Gripping each of her wrists, he pulled them forward and held them so that her forearms were parallel to the floor with her elbows bound behind her at an acute angle. He raised his eyes and held her within his soul for what felt like an eternity, then looked back down at her wrists. She understood that look. She could hear his unspoken words that he whispered through that gaze. 'Do not move your arms.' She heard in. Three of them ran past the objective, Paul’s squat. The next two went into the alcove, while the two remaining stood guard at the entrance.“Entry to ops. We’ve got the targets. And two more.”Standing with David and me was a large, powerfully built man wearing red camouflage. He spoke up on the radio. “Entry, this is Red Team Leader. Those are my security team. They’ve been waiting for you guys for a while now.”He continued, “Red Lead to Security, clear.” this was followed by “Roger.”Two. I had to merge with you. Do you remember falling down the crater?”I nodded my head.“Well, you broke your neck. You would have died if I didn't render you help. I sent nanomachines into...” She sighed. “You don't know what nanomachines are, of course?”I shook my head.“Well, they're little...automatons. And they are inside of you fixing the wound, but your body's immune system rejected them. They haven't fixed you yet, only created temporary nerves so you can move and breathe and not die. If I.