It was warm and I knew that the spirits had given me a miracle. Somehow I knew you were close. I started calling your name and when I saw you..." she ...tarted, but was crying again.Soya's story was fascinating. I had no doubt that she was telling the truth; at least as far as she was concerned, but sensed that there were some Malok shenanigans afoot. I gently stroked her lovely red hair. "Well, it is dark. Let's go into the house." House?" asked Geeta."It is the great, wooden cave I was telling. He couldn’t imagine getting a wink of sleep in a place like this. But no sooner did he think it than his eyelids began to droop…He didn’t remember getting out of bed, but suddenly he was fully dressed (he even had his watch and loafers) and standing at the head of the stairs. It was still the middle of the night, and the house should have been black as the ace of spades, but a curious light came from below. It was a green light, like marsh gas, noxious and unwholesome. Somewhere in the house,. Just when I moved, I began noticing the clothe I wore were differenttoo. I could see myself was wearing a flare skirt instead of my jeans. Thelength of the skirt was not even up to my knee so I shocked again when Isaw my leg now is skinny and no body hair at all. This was not my leg andI suddenly understood the words who said I will find out how a feeling ofwoman in a body of female.Even I understood now but what exactly could I do. Another damn surprisecame into my eye sight and I saw a pair. " Stay for some tea?" Margaret Beall asked."No'm," Stud replied. "They 'spects me at home. Looks like it might rain or something worse. Night." Happy fellow," Mrs. Beall said after the door was latched."Yes, he usually is. Not very much ambition though." Beall turned the heavy envelope over in his hands a few times looking at his name in a very small script on the front. The back was sealed with dark red wax and the impression of a signet ring."Aren't you going to open it?" his wife asked."Oh,.