Yuck. It was mostly green and looked like something The Swamp Thing would leave in the outhouse. It did taste ok, though. I took it and sat on the sid... of Crys's bed, holding a straw while she slurped it down. "Tastes good, James, but I'd rather not look at it. Thank you."Wow! A whole sentence and no insulting attitude. She didn't even want me to take a sip first to make sure it wasn't poisoned. "You're welcome," said I. "If you look close you can see carrots and peas. I think they make a. . filter ones thoughts, to be completely open, would be the very definition of naked.Taking a long pull off the cigarette Michael rotated his head trying to relieve some of the tension in his neck. 'I need some activity, something physical, must remember to ask Valerie about someplace to get a scull' he thought as he replayed the conversation with the doctor a few minutes ago.The doctor had surprised him when he asked Tera's status."She is ... healed," the doctor said, not quite understanding. Even as she was speaking she knew that she was giving the wrong answer, an answer sure to make her situation worse. ‘No…I no cocaine in stomach…’ ‘No cocaine in stomach? Are you sure?’ ‘No cocaine in stomach.’ The man then addressed the medical team in Danubian. They were standing by, ready with a vial of a foul smelling chemical that would make a person retch upon sniffing it. The two attendants immediately approached Maria Elena and grabbed her arms. The female grabbed her hair to immobilize. He even wrote your names on the back of the photograph, see?” The young man spoke as both of them walked closer.He held out a worn and wrinkled photograph of Eli, Lilly Beth, Lee Yu, Ruby, Kit, Kia, and Michi.“Who is your grandfather and how did he get a photograph of us?” Kia asked as she took the wrinkled photograph and looked it over. She and Michi both held it and even looked on the back to see their names scribbled there.“He is called White Elk, Chief Council of the Cheyenne People!”“White.