. I was running through a sort of desert land. I had on a black tank top and jeans shorts with ripped tights under. It was right before the sun se... so the sky was a mix of orange, pink and purple. I was running towards something, I'm not sure what though. Maybe shelter? I was sweating and there was blood on my shirt. I heard people chasing me but I was too focussed on what was in front of me. There was a shack. If I could just get to that I'd be safe, I thought. Doing my best to run faster. "It works like this," sighed Briggs. "We scan you in and feed in your DNA into the system and it will send out a signal to make up your body, heart, lungs, bones, all to a general type based on your inputted parameters, but it will only spend time and valuable computing power on the bit above your neck." So the body I receive at the far ends will not in fact be mine?" I said."Well yes and no," he said. "It will contain your DNA, be based on your measurements, but it wouldn't in fact be an exact. "But I don't to go to it. It's a small, crappy school," she started and was reprimanded by her father for her choice of language. Certainly the village school down the road was a lot smaller than her old school, but Simon and Rhea were impressed with it, even though Izzy certainly wasn't."We have no other choice," he soothed. "They have a place for you and it is just down the road."Izzy scowled and pushed dinner away. "Don't want it," she spat at her father and crossed her arms. "So Daddy. ”“From me?”“Yes, dad can tell me how to do it, but you’re better placed to tell me how to do it right.”“Ask me when the time comes son.”That afternoon, I went with her mother to pick Cal up, and we got her to drop us off in town and spent the afternoon with our friends, mainly answering questions about what had happened to change our relationship. Most of that consisting of me explaining how I’d finally got my head out of my backside and realised that I didn’t just love my best friend I was.