"All we picked up was an energy spike, what hit you?" The tech said."I don't know, it was a strange kind of tank, I hadn't seen that type before" the ...oung man said.I watched the scene unfold, I figured by now I was seeing the young mans memories, I watched as the doctor helped him to another room to look him over, when he was done the tech came to debrief him, taking his report about the destroyed golem. The young man was dismissed and sent to his bunk, I soon found out his name was Ben. She looked down into my eyes and pulled my elbow so that I was facing her. She leaned down and placed her hands on my shoulders. “I know all about your arrangement, Krys, with Master J--. He contacted me as soon as you signed up for the class. He told me that you might try to get away with arriving late to my class and that I could take matters into my own hands, if I felt the need.” I looked into her eyes, hypnotized by their beauty. She had almond shaped eyes that were a deep, warm, burnt. Alan sat in his recliner working on a paper for the EPA where he was now employed as a key member of the toxic dumps task force. He was readying for a field trip to Germantown Maryland where a development of single family homes appeared to have been built over a toxic waste site not previously known.His ears suddenly picked up on the song playing on the radio. It was Eddy Arnold crooning an old classic. Alan stopped what he was doing and listened to the words.Too bad what's happened to our good. Jack Bentley was one of the first American changelings to need a new identity.It was on the Friday that Jacqueline had cause to find herself once again indebted to Ellie. She had just taken delivery of a sportier version of Ellie's Suzuki jeep and had barely taken it out of town limits before she was stopped for speeding. As the siren wailed into earshot, Jacky's blood ran cold. For a moment, panic overtook her and she debated trying to run. Fortunately, she managed to keep cool as the traffic.