Stop it. You've been driving all night, Blu, and you're starting to get really fucking loopy. Go get a hot chocolate and wake the fuck up.I took a dee... breath and exited the bathroom, walking over to a table and sitting down. Like I had told myself in the bathroom, I got a cup of hot chocolate and sipped it as I read a book from my backpack.I finished up, feeling more alert and awake, and I slung my backpack over my shoulder and marched out.I swung the door open and felt the cold December air. Let's retire to the kitchen and eat. Paul carried the standing rib roast to the table and cut it up serving each plate. Lisa and I helped her mother carry vegetables and set them on the table.Paul said grace and we dug in. Everyone agreed that it was excellent. During the meal, Paul said, "Wes, Evelyn, I was a little surprised and am curious about your academics and the team pastoring that you are doing. How did that come about?"Wes said, "We had met in seminary but didn't really know each. In one movement, I snatched the mask out.I felt a sudden burst on my temples. And for one second, I had a blackout again. It lasted for a nano second. Without any trance or weirdexperience. Only a slight vertigo.The face of Samantha Hoist now lied in my hand. I noticed that thefingernails were now back to my Kimberly's nails. My skin also returnedto its original shade.I let out deep sigh. My finger ran through my face, my original maleface. I could feel my facial skin was messy and botched-up.I. "Blake began to drag the construction sign out onto the road as Hulegu closed the gate. 'We should have some of those orange construction barrel barrier things, ' he thought. 'What are those barrels called, anyway?' He didn't second guess the sergeant out loud this time. It was moot, anyway. Whatever they were called, the replicators didn't have patterns for them."Get the billboard," the sergeant called out. She was spraying some nanites on the lock to the gate."Yes, ma'am," he called out. Just.