“I could really go for a fucking fire,” she muttered to herself, climbing the slope. At the top was the entrance to a tunnel. Crouching to go insi...e, she walked for several feet, marveling at the bioluminescent moss on the walls. Touching it with her hands, she realized that it was slight warm to the touch.“I’ll take it where I can get it.” She let her open hands hover over the brighter patches, fighting the chill that threatened to chatter her teeth. The tunnel opened up, and she found herself. " Don't let Terri hear you say that," I warned."Excuse me, SIR Terry Pratchett was not who she was named after." She adopted him just like she adopted Rachel as a sister and Tina as a mom and you don't argue with the pTerri-dactyl." I laughed. "Your mom pulled Terri out of mourning." She posted her avatar with a black shroud around it. It's charming. Little pterodactyl with a sad expression and black bunting." And she got it on short notice. Called whats'er name, the artist..." Cindy said.. We have neither the equipment nor the expertise to do more, but, Sir, we think the column area does, indeed, do something.”“The feeling,” Morales insisted. “Tell the General about that.”“Oh, yes; I suppose I should. Sir, each time we entered the place, we experienced that feeling I spoke of ... It seemed to be a feeling of...”“Dread,” Morales said.“Yes. Dread seems to fit, but it seems to somehow morph into a feeling of not being welcome – of something ... vicious and unseen staring at us from. I had to admit, I was glad to see both of them safe. Timmy was jabbering at Farley about something and Kat and Sally came to my side, watching them with smiles on their faces. Farley shook my hand and I had to grin when he said they drove all night because Jubal couldn't wait to see Verna.Unloading the truck was easier after the women got everything sorted out and to my surprise it, only took three trips to get it all inside. When I went into the kitchen with the last bags, I noticed Kat and.