This time, however, his dreams were much different. At first, all Josh could see was fog. Then, part of the fog parted and an old man came into view. ...e was wrinkly, with a great, big, bushy white beard. He was wearing some black, hooded robes, so Josh couldn't see if he had any hair on the top of his head. The man seemed to look right at Josh. For a few moments, there was silence. But then the old man spoke. "Josh Evans. It is time for your ancestral gift. Your great, great grandfather had. We were to bring her to his place but he wouldn't tell us why. We moved in that night and went to the house where she lived with her man, if that's what you want to call him. When we got inside and went to the bedroom to get her, we found him sodomizing a young boy who was gagged. Sorry Jon, but I slit his throat when I got over the shock. I knocked the boy out and tied him up, even though I didn't want to leave him there. We found Michelle locked up in a computer room, sleeping on the concrete. One of us tied a gag into his mouth to stop him shouting anymore and then we quickly held his arms out wide and anchored them at his wrists to the arms at the top of the table and stretched them out until his chest was taught, then locked them in position. As a precaution we tied his arms near his elbows as well to hold him even more firmly.We then looped a strap around his neck and anchored it to the top of the table so he could not lift his head up. Now with two of us holding his legs we. We’re at home in the dark. If no one comes, we’ll lose some sleep, but that’s no big deal. If they do come, we’ll do our thing and you can come in after we’re through and tell the press anything you like. We don’t want any press. How’s that sound?”Roland gave me a lopsided grin. “I like it. You’ll have more freedom that we would and you’re sure as hell more motivated.” His grin faded. “Just be damn sure there’s no civilian bodies to explain when you’re through.” He rapped his knuckles on the.