When I looked up, I saw dried vegetation was on fire as far as a hundred feet and more back in the jungle. There was no more firing coming from the gr...ss of the savanna, which was on fire as was anything in it. We soon heard the sound of ammunition going off in the flames.“NCOs check on your people,” I shouted as I sat up, but I needn’t have raised my voice, as there was now total silence except for the sound of the fire in the grass, and the occasional sound of ammunition still going off. ’ ‘But I was right, wasn’t I? You remembered the day. Even the date.’ She stared out at the dusk, the softly falling snow in the streetlights of the park. Despite herself, a smile crept across her face, a particular kind of smile she hadn’t felt in the longest time. ‘Of course I remember! You made me beat you off outside in a snowstorm. How could I ever forget that?’ He laughed with glee, remembering. After all these years and he still had that laugh, tempered now to be sure and not as edgy,. Several hours later, the party was in full swing. I had found a comfortable chair on the ground floor, and had settled in for the evening. George, the dear, tried to stay by my side as much as possible, fetching me drinks when I needed them and introducing me to more people than I could count. But he was also sort of an assistant host for the evening, and occasionally he would be dragged away for one reason or another.At one point, someone yelled to him that the cheese-and-crackers tray had. Back in my lab, I wrote up my notes from the meeting, I came to the comment about 2000/218, god what a day that was. This version of agent Pink sent our poor lady volunteers almost crazy with lust. It was like a light bulb going off over my head. Here I was all alone, my boss's away and I had all his keys. In the specimen cupboard was a small glass bottle of what was left of 2000/218; I stared at if for a long time.On the drive home I was whistling, for in my bag was a small glass bottle filled.