He knew that the Gods and Goddesses were providing bodyguards for John.The three men crouched waiting for the proper time to move. The house seemed to...announce the evil within and it was making Ed sick to his stomach. He knew that it would only get worse when they entered. All three men were wearing headsets with microphones. John checked his watch and waited until eleven o’clock. At that time, he whispered into the microphone, “Go!”They stood up and walked around the van. Ed watched the two. “Now lean over and stick your hands thru the bars.” There was a spot in the jail bars that had a small cross section. The policeman took out his handcuffs and cuffed her to the bars. This made Melissa slightly bent over at the waist and her legs apart. Being handcuffed like this, she was unable to move.The policeman came in with her tray of lunch and placed it on her mattress. But he surprised Melissa by leaving the jail cell and returning with a wooden paddle and some sort of bar. Before. "How old was Luke when he enlisted?" I asked the AI, lightly fingering the two names, almost as if by doing so I would somehow get nearer to them.There was a pause while it consulted its records. "He enlisted in November 1917 aged sixteen years and twenty one days. He did not see any action during his first period, leaving as a Chief Petty Officer in October of 1935. He voluntarily re-enlisted in May of 1940, at the start of the Battle Of Britain, and served on convoy escorts in old destroyers. " His captor replied."My name's not Emily you sicko, it's Alan." Oh really?" The man replied, with a level of amusement in his voice."Let's see. From now on you can only think of yourself as being calledEmily. That's the only name you go by and the name you answer to. Youwon't forget your old name, you'll just be unable to tell people. That'san order." What did you just do?!" See for yourself. Tell me your name." Easy, my name is Emily. Wait.... No, that's not right! It's Emily! It'snot Emily,.