get back into the suitcase, become yourself again. the woman folded herself into a collasping rifle, neatly tucking herslf into the cas on the bed. Interesting enough, it was not my command she was heeding. IT was the girl, the girl I'd gotten over my cowardice to pursue, honestly and with emotion. I had to prove to her my sincerity by getting her food. But the food she wanted was not available. I think she knew this. Yes, it was her, insisted. Only her. She came away with me only to be pursued by the maniacal justice system that rules with a tyrant hand. Disappearnaces go unnoticed, pain and fear are daily expectations for those who do not conform to whatever the Lieutenant may devise. I was a known rebel and was spotted. I had to hide her as best I could or she would be branded a rebel for being seen with me. The town center is like amaze of stone buildings and courtyards built into a hole in the ground. Each level up the sides is mirrored by a gigantic tower in the middle of the hole. There are no walkways from on to the other except at the top and the bottom. We entered the tower after having navigated our way to the bottom. They were close behind. I made her a promise. We should split up here, I will go up and she will wait until the coast is clear and quietly slip away, make her to the top where we would, hopefully meet again and go off together. I went to the top of that ivory tower only to find a patrol searching along the outer wall. I had one chance to slip past them unnoticed. WE did meet and made it to her hotel. There another woman was waiting, pointing a gun at the two of us. But she knew who she was and issued the command that not only difused the situation, but got us new clothing as well. My girl was an agent like me.