. just a smooth movement of lifting the sailor in his massive arms and carrying him quickly through the forest.With one native leading the way, the ot...er native carried the sailor for a few minutes until they finally came to a small knoll and started climbing on a pathway to the top. When they reached the top, the sailor observed that surrounding the top of the hummock were several bamboo huts with thatched roofs. The man carrying the sailor carefully laid him down on a mat somebody had placed. But you need someone who will be honest withyou. Someone who is more beautiful than her, and will not reject you."He turned his head and closed his eyes, as if he was shocked that Iread him so well, when in fact I put the ideas in his head. "Pleasestop," he whispered, I'm not sure if he realized what I was doing, orif he felt exposed with me telling him his new greatest reality."You know I'll always be honest with you. I may sleep around on you.But I won't lie or try to deceive you. That. Cat screamed again, raising up with sufficient force to knock herself unconscious.Cat returned to consciousness. She didn't think she'd been out very long. Slowly, she opened her eyes. The red glow from the tail lights permeated the trunk with a soft light that didn't really allow her to see anything, but did at least permit her to orient herself by the position of the lights. Cat noticed she couldn't see out of one eye. She opened and closed her blind eye a couple of times. Her eye lashes. “Right? That’s a top 5 horror for me.”“I can’t disagree,” I say.“You can if you want to,” she says.“I don’t want to,” I say. “That movie...it’s the equivalent of putting a cinder block on the gas pedal, letting go of the wheel, and seeing where it takes you.”Amelia puts her hands on her hips and smiles at me, saying nothing at first. Her demeanor makes me feel comfortable in silence. “Hmm...I really like that, Tom. That’s an interesting way to put it.” When she says my name I feel some flutters.