"Shocked expressions ran through the crowd since all knew the only one inside the Mosque was the Cleric. The Cleric turned and looked into the buildin... with fear. His heart fluttered within his chest, unable to believe what his ears had heard. He stood to block Oscar's entry.The deep voice echoed through the building, "Do not make the Druid wait."Oscar stood in front of the man, watching with a steady stare as the Cleric debated what to do. The crowd had stepped back several steps eyeing the. Armis started and realized she was wearing someone’s t-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts -- and nothing else. “I feel like shit,” she said. Then she realized that the last place she remembered being was in captivity. She turned her head, saw Dubois putting down her Kinship e-reader and said “Where am I? And who the fuck are you?”Dubois had had more than her fair share of hangovers and she was tempted to use her Master Chief’s command voice – that would be just under a shout – to answer, but then. Brian was quietly minding his own business when it began. The diner pulsed with activity just before ... it happened. Then everything changed and the pulse, if that’s what you would call it, came from across the street.That old man who stood on the wooden box seemed to shake himself, like you would if you stood too still, for too long. He lifted his old raggedy arm and seemed to point to the sky for just a split second. Then everything happened at once.Almost before it started, it was. The two old women couldn't have been sweeter, plying me with cups of teas and even giving me my lunch. To demolish the structure was the easy part and it wasn't long before I had all the old timber piled up waiting for it to be removed.It was the third night in my digs that I blew my top. The daughter of the family spent nearly two hours in the bathroom every night. I had to wait until she finished before I could go and shower to remove the dirt which came from demolishing the veranda. That.