The world is silent, like it is afraid of me.
It probably is.
I stop to scan, and I see a house.
It is small, red, and brick. It looks like it has been standing where it is for many, many years. A horse stands in a small hut next to it, drinking water from a trough. There is a small garden in front of the house, and a man tends to it. I engage my stealth features, so he won't see me unless I want him to.
I walk up to him and stand next to him.
I know this man.
I look at his face again, this time ready for the beauty that awaits me. He has golden-brown hair that dances in front of his blue eyes when the wind plays with it. He is strong, with his muscles rippling as he works, pulling weeds out of the midst of his carrots. He wears a red plaid shirt. He has a slight beard that is carefully trimmed. He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen.
I gasp, clutching my chest. I stumble backwards and hit a metal can, spilling garbage everywhere. Some gets on me, and my instincts react strongly, shutting off my stealth features. The man jumps up and points a gun a me in surprise.
“What the-? What are you?!” he demands.
“I-I’m-“ my words fail me. “Mari.”
“Mari?” he asks. “Mari who?”
“Mari…” Suddenly I freeze.
I fall over into the carrots, my systems screaming at me.
What is happening to me?!
Then I realize.
Day 2 after TS’s escape. 0538. 12/29/50
To the highest esteemed king, tsar, president, prime minister and leader of various kinds in all countries known to man, Harvard:
My sovereign leader, I apologize for the lack of contact in the last few days. We have been doing everything we can do to get the TS back. We had our top spies hidden outside of the well she was hiding in. She left the well, our spies gave pursuit, and she killed them. Our top men. Dead with a snap of the fingers. We are trying all we can think of. Nothing works. We cannot find her. I require reinforcements.
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