CHAPTER 81
We landed in the afternoon, just after a rain squall had blown through; the place was a lot wetter than WA, that was clear. Maz had the window, and as we descended towards Changi, she was almost dancing in her seat, pointing out places that I couldn’t actually see, as Ish was already leaning over her for his view. I would just have to see it all from ground level.

“This was the military airfield originally, Mike. Alan’s Dad used to go to the beach here. There was a place called the South China Sea Club, but it was just palm thatched huts, a bar, a juke box and a local man cooking chips in a wok over a gas ring. On the floor. Such changes!”

Security Training Center Number 2:
Jake and Jessica look at the young fifteen-year-old teenage girl standing before them. She was wearing the black skintight outfit they had given her to wear. The suit had sensors built into it to monitor her vitals.

“Alright, Brandi. First, you’re going to stretch, so we can get a baseline on what your body is doing.” Jessica was standing near the monitors and already getting basic readings from the suit.

A Hillbilly Funeral
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman
Part One of Three

I took a deep breath and slowly I released it. My heart was beating like a jack-hammer, and once more I firmly gripped the rectangle shaped NES controller. For endless days I've been battling the never-ending horde of monsters, killing and slashing my way through the many acolytes who wanted to plunge fair land once more into eternal darkness. I'd searched the land from one corner to the other, seeking out hidden knowledge. 

Chapter 25: Mother's Training