." It suddenly dawned on me that I didn'thave anything that I could write them down with!"You have 51 seconds remaining," said Erin in a monotone voic.... "Thespatial co-ordinates of Tarn Strike are 577-832-965-135. Do you wishthese repeated?" 577, 832, 965, 13... oh shit, I don't have a pencil and paper!" I gazedaround at the training room, desperately looking for anything that Icould make marks with and on. "Say it again..." You have 35 seconds remaining. the spatial co-ordinates of Tarn. It might have been as little as five minutes or as long as an hour.I heard a click as the deadbolt was closed. Then nothing. After a minute orso I sensed that someone had entered the kitchen. I was scared and excited.I turned my head from side to side and caught a whiff of scent - perfumeor cologne? Perfume. A scent that seemed faintly familiar. It was a woman.Or a man with a scented handkerchief trying to fool me. It had never been awoman although Paul had threatened. Women scared me.. More

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