Curran closed his eyes and wished hard at that moment that he had been taken in the original blasts. His fate becoming a reality he no longer wished t... know. He lost his breath as he was tossed into the shrubs at the side of the road. He tried to come to his knees to run but he was mashed down by a large force. The body of a sick and demented tormentor roughly cut off his airways with his weight. All the struggles would have never freed him and he relented with a sigh. The next sensation. I could see a party was in full swing. Horrible tuneless music floated from an open window. Subdued lighting, thin wisps of cigarette smoke wafted gently . The street door wasn’t locked. I went in, Up the stairs. I knocked on the flat door.“What you want?” a big dark guy asked.“Cassie?” I asked.“Fifty quid, join the queue,” he said pleasantly.“I came to take her home?” I explained.“In your dreams,” he laughed, “Maybe come back round sun up, in the mean time its fifty quid.”I didn’t have fifty. It has been 2 Earth hours since your last visit Amy. Would you like me to bring up the project data now?" The Computer says."No, computer." Amy says."It knows you? Tamaya"That's one of the things I've been working on while I've been up here the past few weeks. It'll re-greet us every time we're gone for longer than an hour." Amy says.Amy walks over to one of the panels and presses a few keys. A white pentagon like the one she was wearing appears in front of her. She picks it up and turns to. Nodding she pointed out a few things that she had manipulated within the program. I nodded as I changed them noticing that each supple change made her emotions far more reaching than they had been before. I worked for over an hour putting everything I could down. Finally I had well over half of it; I then turned to the problem of the tracers. As long as they were in her I was afraid that they'd have a way to find us. Again hooking Sheila up with several leads I started to run through the.