Her mind instantly cleared up and she remembered.In her dreams she thought she felt a probing mind searching for her. In her dreams, Egill had not for...otten about her. But what would the old man say if he saw her like that? It was better he would never see her and besides those were only dreams of a sick mind.She had to get out of here and get to a GalNet terminal, call home. Just as she tried to examine the room with the mind of a warrior, the hunger returned. The pain of the Califerm. Her horse was weary and tired as the horse seemed to plod with every step. She could not blame the animal as she was equally tired. They arrived on dusk where she met her uncle Louis, his wife Marie, and three young children. Avrile greeted her relatives with a tired smile and a warm hug. She was led to a small room located in the far wing of the huge farmhouse and collapsed asleep after a small but hearty meal of bread, cheese, and stewed vegetables.Avrile awoke still sore from her journey but. "Welcome to New York City," Jacob said with a broad smile. "The city that never bathes... I mean sleeps," he grinned."Thanks. I don't have any other luggage so let's just go back to your place now, alright?" I said.Walking outside to the parking lot at LaGuardia airport, the weather was surprisingly warm and nice. Being April, the city had just started to lose some of that winter chill, although it wasn't into the scorching New York summertime yet. I was also amazed at how clean the air in the. " I gasp slightly, shuddering at my growing ability to read his sadistic thoughts.A large cloud of cigarette smoke wafts from behind, and then an interminableperiod of silence follows. His cigarette holder is so long, it juts over myshoulder. When it disappears, I almost shit myself. Again, unnerving silence follows. Then, I can feel the heat at my back. Almostinstantly it is withdrawn. "Oh… not yet" he purrs, almost effeminately. More smoke. "I wouldn'twant to waste one of these fine.