'Well...ok. But I tell you..this is pretty potent stuff....' He warned. 'Now...what I meant before, was that there is something out there that has, for want of a better description, been 'taking' people. And by taking, I mean your...essence. Your spirit...the thing that makes you, you. We don't know exactly what it is, or why it is doing it....but it's out there...'

'And you were it's next target. The only way we can try and find out about it, is by trying to locate those it is interested in...taking, and offering them choices.', The man explained.


Alright...but before I hear them, 2 questions. 1, Why me?, and 2, How many people has this...thing, taken? Bianca asked dejectedly.

'...Ok. I'm going to be honest....We have no idea what the motivation is behind the takings...or even what type of being it is doing this...

and we don't know how many, or for how long, this has been happening.' He admitted, looking deeply concerned.

"Ok. I can see that you don't know anything...or you do, and you are trying to not frighten me...
What are my choices?" She tremored.



"Well, like I said, you have three...

1, You can stay with me until tommorow, and then return to your life, and forget this ever happened.

2, You can leave now, and take your chances that we are wrong...

or 3, You can stay and help us figure out this whole thing...

I'll be in the other room until you decide...........