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A Lost Angel (Who Am I?) By Kyorii pilau Chapter 1 my life. It's still just about light outside as I prepare to get myself ready for another nights work I'm already dressed all in black as that is the uniform, I place my survival equipment into my trusty bag, I tie my hair back into a high ponytail and start to apply my camouflage, I know that every time I leave I may not return but I still do it unescorted. After a few minutes I look in the mirror, my makeup is complete, I remove a small fleck of lipstick with my painted nail and smile at myself in the mirror, I get up from my improvised vanity and move over to the wardrobe mirror and look myself over I'm wearing a black high waisted skirt and an almost leotard like top that shows an enticing glimpse of my breasts and narrow waist to good effect, I am also wearing thick black tights, all of the staff wear this uniform, I quickly slip on my Black moccasins and check my handbag once more, purse, makeup, keys and a spare pair of tights, I put my mobile phone into my bag and leave my room, and head down the stairs. Jeremy shouts from the living room. "Are you off to work now Tracy pet, would you like Nigel and I to walk with you to the Bus stop?" Jeremy and his partner Nigel are my landlords they rent me their spare room, I've only known them for a couple of months but they are good people, I slip on my coat and say. "No thanks, you finish off your TV program I'll be okay." "Okay dear, we might call in later for last orders and see you home if that's okay." I smile to myself and say. "See you later then, bye" to them as I leave their house closing the front door behind me. As I walk along my street up the hill towards the Bus stop a gang of youths appear from around the corner, they stop suddenly and start to back away from me, I smile as I come towards them, I smile and say, "Evening Boys?" as I pass, they just stand silently and wait until I pass by. A few minutes later as I'm standing quietly waiting for my bus a young woman joins me in the queue "It's still a little nippy isn't it," she says with a slight Yorkshire accent, I turn and smile at her she looks a little nervous about something. "Yes, the weather chap on the telly says that we may finally get another taste of spring soon so I'm expecting snow." The young lady frowns. "Oh joy." she says, I smile. "Do you live around here? You look a little familiar," I ask, she shakes her head "No I'm just up here for a few days I'm staying with friends" "Ah, I have probably just seen you around the shops then, I'm Tracy by the way." I hold out my hand for her to shake. "I'm Patricia but people call me Trish." The young lady nervously shakes my hand, I smile at her. "I don't bite you know." she smiles weakly at me. A few minutes later I notice my bus in the distance. "Ah here comes the bus now." I signal for the bus and it pulls to a halt, the front doors open and I get on, I show the driver my pass and sit on one of the side seats near the front. The young lady called Trish passes by me by and sits near the back next to a man reading a newspaper, I sit quietly checking my phone for e-mails I have several messages from my manager from my day job, it looks like he wants to speak to me urgently, but after how he tried to humiliate me this afternoon I decide not to reply. As the bus nears my stop I notice the young lady is now talking to the man reading the newspaper, I can't quite see his face as it's obscured by his paper, I get up press the bell to tell the driver I want to get off and make my way to the front of the bus, the bus slows down to a stop and as I get off I say to the driver. "Thanks Paul see you tomorrow." The driver smiles at me. I don't actually need the money from my jobs at the moment but I have found that keeping myself busy helps me to cope with the strange fact that I don't actually know who I am, my passport says that I am called Tracy Parsons I have a medical card and a driving license that say the same thing but I can't remember anything about myself earlier than a couple of months ago and it really frustrates me. Sometimes I will be somewhere and think that I have been there before but everyone gets those feelings of deja-vu, don't they? The problem with mine is that they have started to happen more and more often now. And then there are the Nightmares, I get horrific Nightmares almost every night, all I ever appear to dream about is death and suffering, last night I dreamt that I was some kind of soldier and that I killed many people, several of them with my bare hands, I worry for my sanity. As I approach the pub that I work in as a barmaid I notice the manageress trying to deal with two rowdy young men at the entrance. "Do you need any help Pam?" I ask, the two men turn around and when they see me one of the men says. "Oh no, it's you! We don't want any trouble, we were just leaving." He nudges his friend and they both walk quickly away. "Thanks Tracy." says the manager. "You fancy a cup of tea before you start your shift?" I smile at her and nod. As I relax in the back office of the pub with the manageress drinking tea, she mentions casually that she had two visitors in the lounge at lunchtime asking about me. "Oh, what did they want me for, did they say?" "They were here for their lunch and just as they were leaving they showed me a picture of you and asked if I knew you, I said I didn't of course." "Did they give their names or leave a card or anything?" "No sorry Tracy, you're not in any kind of trouble are you?" I frown slightly. "Not that I know of Pam but as my memory does not go back very far I wouldn't really know." Pam smiles at me "I'll tell you what I do know Tracy, you're the best barmaid we've ever had here, the men have never been so well behaved, how is the bloke that tried to glass you by the way?" "I checked with his wife yesterday he should be out of hospital any day now." Pam laughed. "How did you learn how to do all of that stuff anyway?" "I have no idea Pam but I know it's getting really hard to find people to spar with me down at the gym now, oh did you catch those people on the cameras?" "I don't know shall we have a little look?" Pam went over to a locked metal cabinet and opened it, she turned on the monitor screen and used the attached mouse to navigate menu's until the screen started to show the lunchtime pictures, I watched as two women approached Pam at the bar and talked to her for a while one of them was older and taller and had slightly darker skin than the other, the shorter one was younger about my age she was very pretty, I had no idea who they were but as they were leaving the taller one looked directly at the camera, this unnerved me a lot. "Well? Do you know them?" asked Pam. I shook my head. "Sorry I haven't a clue who they are." "Oh well" said Pam, I got up and went to clean away the teacups. "Leave them to me Tracy, I'll join you out in the Bar shortly." I went out behind the bar and started my evening job as a barmaid. ***** After my shift had finished and after the pub had closed for the night, I was walking out of the Pub car park to get the bus when I heard Jeremy, one of my landlords, shout: "Tracy, over here we have a Taxi." I smiled to myself at their kind gesture as I walked towards the taxi. As I entered the taxi I briefly noticed a shadow dart behind a hedge ahead of me, I figured that it must have been an urban fox. "We've been to the Chinese takeaway, your welcome to share with us when we get back," said Nigel as the taxi pulled away. ***** After sharing a few chips and a little chicken with my two newest friends I kissed them both goodnight and I went up to my room, as I entered I got the feeling that someone else had been in my room recently, I figured that it was probably just Nigel trying on my clothes again. I made a mental note to myself to have a word with him about it and got ready for bed, after cleaning my teeth and taking my medicine I got into bed and soon fell into a very restless sleep. I woke several times that night in a cold sweat as my mind bombarded me once again with nightmarish images that I didn't understand and of faceless people that I had never met and situations that I had never been in. The next morning I got out of bed and checked the sheets, at least I hadn't wet myself in the night this time I thought to myself as I dressed for my jog to the gym. As I went down stairs, Nigel Came out of the kitchen and handed me a slice of buttered toast "Are you sure we can't come in and comfort you when your upset at night Tracy?" I frowned at Nigel "No, no, just remember what happened the first time you tried, I nearly strangled Jeremy." "But, you sounded so upset last night." he insisted. "It's best this way." I said sadly as I left the house munching my toast. I jogged down the hill and along the footpath by the banks of the River Tyne, after a while I reached the run down gym that I was using to keep myself fit, after a good stretch and several minutes taking out my pent up frustrations on a large punch bag I was approached by the gym's owner Jimmy. "I don't really know how to say this Tracy but there is a young lass over there who wants to spar with you, I've tried to tell her to go away but she is quite insistent." I wiped the sweat from my shoulders and neck with a towel and said: "I'll have a word with her Jimmy, maybe I can put her off." As I approached the young lady she looked over and smiled at me, for a split second I thought I recognised her from somewhere. "Hello there, Jimmy the manager tells me that you wish to spar with me?" "Yes please I would love to," said the young woman confidently. "Do you have any experience of fighting?" I asked "Yes, I was taught by my mum and her instructor." she said cheerily "Really! How long have you been practising? Err." the pretty dark haired girl quickly answered. "Ever since I was around fourteen and you can call me Susan if you want." I felt a shiver travel down my spine, I smiled at the girl called Susan and said: "Okay then if you insist but I warn you my fighting style is a little unusual, shall we go over to the mat and we'll have a little practice spar, we'll start off slowly, to gauge your level." "Smashing" she said brightly. We started off slowly but I very soon realised that this girl Susan was actually rather skilled, as the pace increased I introduced new and more complicated moves into our fight, she skilfully blocked each and every one of them and even counter attacked once or twice and she actually managed to get me a couple of times, I was really starting to enjoy this session as I was finally being challenged by an opponent. Our sparring session ended when I had the young woman pinned to the mat and in a semi strangle hold, she slapped the mat and I immediately released her, I rolled over onto my back and lay for a few seconds catching my breath and smiling, I then got to my feet, the girl was still lying on the mat and was quite red faced and out of breath, I offered my hand to her and she accepted, I pulled her to her feet. "You are a really good fighter Susan, you are a credit to both your Mum and your instructor, I really enjoyed that." she smiled at me but I sensed a little sadness in her eyes. "Will you be back here tomorrow?" she asked "Yes I will, I come here every day before work, I get very ratty if I don't get my morning workout every day." the girl called Susan then asked me. "Would it be okay if I came tomorrow and fought you again please?" I smiled "I would really like that." "See you tomorrow then." she then turned and left me on the mat, slipped her plimsolls back on and just walked out of the gym, picking up her small backpack as she did. The owner Jimmy came over to me. "Wow Tracy, if I hadn't just seen that I would never have believed it, she's a little bundle of skill isn't she?" "She's rather good isn't she?" I said as I took a quick drink. "Hmm, yes but who on earth would teach a young girl krav maga techniques?" I shrugged. "I don't know Jimmy but her technique seems very familiar." I left the gym a few minutes later and jogged back up to the house I was staying in and my rented room. Once I had showered and changed, I grabbed a sausage sandwich off Nigel and headed off to the bus stop to go to work. Today I was really not looking forward to work as yesterday my manager had given me a huge dressing down in front of the whole office over some typing I had done for the design department. All I had done was to correct several mistakes in a specification proposal but apparently, according to my manager I don't have the mental capacity or capability to understand things of a technical nature and I should just stick to copying and filing, this annoyed me as any idiot could see that the specification as it stood could never have worked, and now to compound matters I had been deliberately ignoring the many texts and calls that my manager had been sending me since yesterday, so it was with great trepidation that I entered the industrial unit this morning. As I walked into the reception area Fiona the receptionist greeted me. "Good morning Tracy, Mr Ross wants to see you in his office straight away, apparently he's been trying to contact you since his meeting with design last night." oh terrific I thought to myself. I went to my desk in the communal office, hung my coat up and put my bag on my desk, I took off my flats and put on my work heels, I then went over to the other end of the office and knocked on Mr Ross's door. "Come in." I straightened my skirt and blouse and took a deep breath then entered my manager's office. "Ah Ms Parsons please come in and sit down." I went over to the chair in front of his desk and sat, smoothing my skirt with my hands as I did so. "You wanted to see me Mr Ross?" "Yes I do, I think that I may owe you an apology for my outburst yesterday" "Oh?" "Yes, after our discussion I went to the design meeting and talked through your changes with the designer and he endorsed all but one." "Which one was that?" "I would like you to discuss it with Norman if you wouldn't mind, he's having a little trouble understanding some of your coding changes." "Certainly sir I'll go and see him now, if that will be all?" "Just one more question Tracy?" "Yes?" "Where on earth did you learn how to interpret technical specifications and drawing?" I frowned slightly "I have absolutely no idea sir, I wish I did," I left my managers office and went straight down to the design department. After a very enjoyable and long meeting with our chief designer Norman and lunch, I was sitting back at my desk just gazing out of the window into the forecourt when I started to think about the young woman that I had sparred with this morning, there was something awfully familiar about her, this really frustrated me as this kept happening to me more and more recently, it even happened a couple of Saturday's ago whilst I was waiting in the bakers waiting to be served an old lady stared at me as she was leaving, as I left the shop the old lady came up to me and mistook me for someone, she even followed me for a while. Although it was frustrating there was nothing I could do about it, I was more worried at the moment about my nightmares as they were becoming more intense and troubling with each sleep. "Tea?" "Uh what?" I said as I snapped back to reality. "Cup of tea?" it was the new girl Christine, she had only started last week, she was slightly disabled and used a crutch to help her walk, I smiled at her. "You shouldn't have Christine, I would have gotten the teas in." she smiled warmly at me. "I need all the exercise I can get Tracy, if I'm ever to rid myself of this crutch." "If you would like me too I could help you, I go to the gym every day, you could come with me and you could do some gentle exercise with me." Christine's face went quite red and her eyes went watery, I noticed "Oh I'm sorry Christine I'm so stupid I've gone and upset you, here take this tissue or you'll ruin your makeup." I quickly passed her a tissue from the box on my desk, she took my tissue and said: "I'm really sorry It's not you, oh." the poor girl was becoming quite upset so I helped her sit down and sat with her. "Is there anything I can do for you?" "No." she sniffed "I get a little emotional sometimes, I'll be okay in a moment." I sat with Christine whilst she calmed down and then suggested to her that she finished work a little earlier today. "I'll tell you what why don't you finish early I'll tell the boss that you had a Doctor's appointment" "Thank you Tracy, I think I will." she got her phone out and started to fumble with it, I took it from her "Here let me, who are you ringing, I'll call them for you?" "My friend err Terry, he can pick me up." I dialled her friend's number and after a couple of rings a man answered. "Hello Chris." "No it's not I'm a colleague of hers I'm called Tracy, are you her friend?" "Err yes, yes I am, is there a problem?" asked the man "Can you pick her up from work please she is a little upset about something." there was a long pause then he said: "I'll be there shortly." I sat with Christine and drank the tea she'd made for me until her friend turned up outside the unit in his beautiful old SAAB, I helped her down to the reception area where he took over. "Thank you miss." he said: "do you have any idea why she became so upset?" I frowned a little. "No not really, it was just after I offered to help her get a little fitter." Her friends face changed. "I think that I know why miss, thank you for looking after her." he turned to Christine and said "Come on trouble let's get you back home" I smiled at her and said: "See you tomorrow then Christine?" She didn't answer. I went back to work and until finishing time I did both Chris and my paperwork. As tonight was one of my nights off from my pub job, I decided to go and do a little shopping in Newcastle. At finishing time I took off my work heels and slipped on my comfy flats, I left the unit on the trading estate and headed back up the hill towards my bus stop. It was only a short bus ride from where I work to the centre of town and soon I was happily wandering from shop to shop buying essentials and some essential none essentials, I dined by myself this evening at a small Italian restaurant down a small side street and then after my meal I started to walk back through town to get my bus, as I was passing by a large department store I caught a glimpse of a man in the large plate glass window of the store, who I had noticed a few times tonight and who appeared to be following me, just to make sure I made several seemingly innocuous course deviations and then walked into and along a quiet and darkened side street just off Northumberland St, at the end of this side street was an old church hall, before the man entered the lane I swiftly moved behind several large bins and crouched down I dropped my bags and lay in wait for him. As the man walked past me I got a closer look at him he was middle aged and had close cropped hair he was slightly overweight and had an unpleasant scar above his left eye, I rolled the waistband of my skirt up exposing more of my legs and thus giving me far greater freedom of movement, I then came out from my position of cover and came up to the man from behind. "Hello." I said "Uh." he said as he swung around to confront me. "Can I ask you why you've been following me?" the man looked at me and sneered he then pulled out a knife, I reacted instinctively by quickly disarming him using a Judo disarm, his knife flew into a pile of plastic rubbish bags, the man then took a swing at me, I dropped to the ground to avoid his swing and as I did so I kicked his legs from under him he fell to the ground I jumped to my feet and kicked the man across the jaw, this however didn't stop him and he managed to right himself and scramble along the ground towards me, I sidestepped him and backed up against a wall, he came at me once more and went to punch me, I moved my head to the side just before his large fist came into contact with it and he punched the brick wall with some force. "Who is this brute?" I thought to myself as I kneed him in the testicles and broke his nose. "I'm gonna slice you up good and proper for that one missy." he said as he looked up at me. "Ah, so you're not English then." I replied. As the large man was getting off the ground once more I noticed him eyeing his lost knife on the bags to my right, he dived for it and managed to reacquire it, the man then got up off the ground and started to move towards me again, I heard a scream to my left as a young woman had appeared around the corner and had been startled, my attacker was distracted just long enough for me to relieve him of his knife once more, I then punched him once more in the nose, and dived for the knife, I retrieved the knife from the ground and narrowly avoided another attack from this relentless man, this time I threw myself at him and clung on to his upper body as I twisted around him, he overbalanced and fell once more, he landed very badly I heard a popping sound as his shoulder dislocated I then quickly reached down and sliced both of his Achilles tendons with his own knife, he screamed in pain. I got up regained my composure and dusted myself off. "Who are you?" I asked as I wiped the handle of the knife clean with a wet wipe from my bag. "You're a loose end lady." "Just what's that supposed to mean?" "You're a liability, evidence, they want you out of the way." "But why?" "You are the sole proof that he fucked up." It was just then that I heard the sirens and before I could ask my attacker any further questions I had to make a hasty exit dropping the knife down a drain as I did. The bus journey back home went without any further incident. Chapter 2 The next day. That evening my Nightmares returned with renewed ferocity, I dreamt that I was looking into some Kind of large metal container, similar to a shipping container, it appeared to be filled with many men, women and children, they were all either dead or dying and when I looked down at my hands they were covered in blood. When I finally woke the next morning I quickly gathered the sheets of my bed up as I had soiled them in the night, went through to the bathroom and had a quick shower, got changed and took my soiled sheets and underwear down to the washing machine. "We heard you again Tracy last night, you sounded absolutely terrified." Nigel took one look at the sheets and came over and hugged me. "You need to get some professional help pet, will you promise me you'll find someone? If it's the money I'll try and help." I hugged him back. "I'll try and find someone today Nigel, I promise." "Good girl, leave those with me and I'll wash them for you while you're at work." Nigel passed me a slice of buttered toast and I left the house for my morning jog and gym session. On the return leg of my run just as I neared my gym I noticed the young woman who I had met the previous day entering, I shouted for her to wait and she stopped, I caught up with her. "I'm really glad you came back, I enjoyed our session yesterday" I said breathlessly, she smiled warmly at me. "I'm glad that I did, the University won't let me fight full contact, also I think it scares the boys a bit." I laughed at this "Oh are you at University here in Newcastle?" "Yes, me and my friend are sharing my Mum's old house together, I go home at the weekends and some week nights though." "I can't quite place your accent Susan but I assume it's somewhere in the north." "Err, yes North Yorkshire." "I visited Saltburn recently on a day trip with my friends, it was lovely I've heard that other parts of it are really pretty as well, shall we go in now and warm up?" After a very challenging workout I thanked Susan and left the gym to go home and get showered (again) and dressed for another day's work at the office, I noticed that today Susan was following some distance behind me so I slowed a little until she caught up. "No lift today?" "No not today, I got a lift to the gym though, I was hoping to get a bus on the top road into town." "I'm going that way myself shortly so if you don't mind waiting a while I can walk with you up to the bus stop. I walked with the young lady called Susan and chatted with her as we headed to my house, as I entered I heard Nigel. "I've made you a Butty for after your shower Tracy, ooh who is this then?" he said when he noticed Susan. "This is Susan I've been sparring with her for a couple of days at the gym, I said I'd walk her up to the bus stop on Arthur's Hill" "Really, she's been sparring with you?" Nigel said incredulously. "Yes Nigel and she's very good indeed." Nigel looked at Susan. "Would you like this Butty? You probably need it, I'll make another one for madam here once she's showered." Susan smiled at Nigel. "Yes pleased I would love it, I'm starving." I left Nigel and Susan together chatting to each other whilst I went upstairs and had a quick shower. Once showered and changed into my work clothes I went back downstairs and put my coat on, Nigel came out of the kitchen with both a sandwich and Susan, Nigel looked a little more harassed than usual. "I suppose you'll be dashing off to work now?" said Nigel as he offered me a Bacon sandwich this time. "Yes sorry Nigel, Thanks for the sandwich, are you ready Susan?" I left the house without waiting for an answer. Susan kept up with me as I strode quickly up the hill towards the Bus stop. "You certainly like to keep yourself busy don't you?" Mentioned Susan. "Yes it keeps my mind active and stops me dwelling on things." "Oh?" "Oh, it's nothing really just personal things." "That Nigel, he's nice" "Yes he is, him and his partner Jeremy offered to put me up when I first arrived here" "Oh, so you are not from Newcastle then?" I turned whilst walking to face Susan. "To be honest with you Susan, I'm not really sure where I'm from, I have a bit of a memory problem you see." She frowned: "Oh I'm sorry to hear that, do you forget things?" "Not really it's more like I can't remember anything past a couple of months ago, If it hadn't been for my passport and some other paperwork I wouldn't even know my name." "You poor thing that must be really frustrating for you." I laughed: "It's bloody infuriating but I'm going to try and make an appointment later with the local Doctor to see if he'll refer me to see a Psychiatrist, I'll see if he can work out what's wrong with me, or even help me decipher my nightmares." Susan's face changed slightly. "I have to do something Susan, I'm worried that I'm losing my marbles." As we reached the Bus stop, Susan asked: "Do you mind if I use my phone?" "Not at all." she dialled a number and after a few seconds said: "Bob?" "Yes, we need to talk" "No this morning" "Okay see you there, bye" "Who was that, a boyfriend?" I asked she smiled: "No he's sort of an unofficial Uncle, oh look here's my bus." The young woman called Susan then asked something really unusual of me. "Before I go, may I hug you please?" I was half way through saying "I'm not sure that, that is appropria..." when she grabbed me and hugged me tightly, I must admit that it did feel very comforting, and I let her hug me for several seconds before she let go, as she got on the bus I could see that she was close to tears. My Bus appeared a couple of minutes later and soon it was entering the outskirts of industrial estate that I worked. My morning was quiet and Chris seemed to be back to her usual happy self once again, I made an appointment to see my Doctor that afternoon and clock watched for the rest of the day. After work I had just enough time to get to the Doctors office before I went to do my evening shift at the pub, he didn't seem to think I needed a referral to see a psychiatrist but he did prescribe me with antidepressants and sleeping pills, I did not cash the prescription, I went straight from my Doctors surgery to my evening employment at the local pub and changed into my uniform in the toilets. For a Friday evening it was unusually quiet in the lounge, I also noticed a few new faces in tonight, one couple who came in did not look right however the man was quite stout and slightly balding and the lady he was with I thought was absolutely beautiful, I just couldn't keep my eyes off her, after a while the man came to the bar to be served. "Pint of bitter and a diet lemonade please" asked the man. As I pulled his pint I said to him. "I don't think I've seen you in here before." "No, just visiting for the day, I'm Greg by the way" "Is the young lady your with your wife? She's very pretty" "Top bit of totty that." he smiled at me, this really got to me for some reason and I slammed his pint down next to the lemonade. "Four fifty please." I said through gritted teeth, just what the hell had gotten into me. I couldn't help it but I just stared at the woman with the brute in tow for the entire time that they sat there, I just couldn't stop myself, oddly enough it was the man who was looking increasingly nervous. I must have scared the couple off as they left about half an hour before closing time. As I called time at the bar I thought it curious that there were no longer any regulars or locals in either the bar or the Lounge, I helped the manageress clean the tables down and just before midnight she bid me farewell and locked the door behind me as I walked down the steps and entered the well-lit car park. As I approached the centre of the now semi empty car park the lights went out and then were replaced by several bright lights that came on around me temporarily dazzling me, I stopped and looked around, I could only see shadows behind the lights but no faces, and then I heard the almost comical sound of Nigel shouting. "Hello, Tracy, they won't let us into the car park." then nothing. I kept turning but all I could see was the bright lights in every direction "Who are you, what do you want?" I shouted "To help you." came the simple reply, wait I recognised that voice, it was Susan's voice. "Why can't you leave me alone, please just leave me alone" "I'm sorry we can't do that, you need help," said another female voice, a voice that I didn't recognise, two shadowy figures then stepped into view, one of them was Susan and the other was familiar. "Wait I recognise you both, Susan from my Gym and you, your one of the ladies from the camera footage." "You need to come with us please." asked the taller lady "Please come with us." asked Susan she was agitated and seemed to be quite upset. "But why, I have done nothing wrong." it was then that I noticed movement to my side, Susan shouted. "No don't!" Too late I had grabbed the man's arm and was just about to break it when the young women, Susan intervened. I countered her attack, but the taller woman with her started to attack, she was a very skilled fighter indeed, I noticed however that they were not using any attacks that could maim me they were only trying to incapacitate me, I finally managed to knock the taller woman back but Susan immediately restarted her attack on me, I fought her off and managed to get her in a strangle hold, but the taller woman then caught me off guard, I released Susan and tried to back away from both of them I believed that I could have taken on one of them and won but not both. "Please why can't you just leave me alone." I said to them I was almost in tears by this time. "Why, why can't you just leave me be?" it was at this point that another woman stepped out into the light, it was the woman from earlier in the pub. "Because we all love you and want you to come back with us so we can help you." "But I don't know any of you." I was now crying but I was not about to let my defences down. "You do know us, you've just forgotten us Joy," said Susan, I felt a shiver run down my spine as I heard that name. "Who's Joy?" "You are Mummy," said Susan "But I don't remember, you can't be my." I was now really confused, do these people actually know me? Do they know what happened to me? The woman from the pub walks towards me. "Can I approach you please I promise I won't attack you or hurt you in any way?" I nod "I need to tell you something, something that may help you remember." "Tell me what?" "John didn't die, Your first aid training saved his life." my head started to hurt once more as painful images from my nightmares started to break through into my conscious mind, images of pain, blood and death, I could see a man in the rear passenger seat of a car he had been shot, he appeared to be dead. "What am I, am I some sort of monster?" "No, no, you're exactly the opposite, we've all come to bring you home, to help you remember who you really are." "Who has?" The woman in front of me made a gesture and then out of the shadows several men dressed all in black and carrying weapons appeared. "Who are all of these people?" "They are your men, they have been trying to keep you safe" "But, I'm sorry I don't recognise any of them." The woman smiled at me and offered me her hand. I stepped back a little but stopped when a tear started to run down the beautiful woman's face, I didn't know why but I really didn't want her to become upset. "Can you really help me?" I asked. "I promise that I will do everything in my power to help you." I looked around, the girl called Susan had tears in her eyes too, the taller woman appeared to be fighting a losing battle with her emotions and one of the soldiers said: "Please Ma'am let them help you." I slowly held my hand out to the woman and she moved forward held my hand and then gently hugged me, she somehow had a hold over me because as she held me I felt loved, after several seconds she broke our embrace. "Will you let these men take you now?" "Will you be with me?" "Yes I promise I will be with you always." I dropped my guard and then two of the soldiers hesitantly came over to me. "I'm so sorry Ma'am but we have orders to restrain you." I put my wrists together whilst looking into the eyes of the beautiful woman and the soldiers secured them with cable ties, I then felt a sharp prick on my neck, and just before I lost unconscious, I think I heard someone say: "I'm so sorry." Chapter 3 Where am I? My head hurts and I feel terrible as I wake, I groan and then hear a voice to my side. "Good morning, did you have a good sleep?" I pull myself up on the bed and sitting by me is the woman from last night, she looks concerned. "Do you need a drink or anything?" "Do you have milk?" she smiles at me. "Yes I can get you milk." she picks up the receiver of the phone by the bedside and says, "Milk and cookies please for two." I quickly check the sheets and to my relief they are dry. "I undressed you last night, I hope you don't mind? I didn't want them to sedate you but they really wanted you to return." "Where am I?" "It's a place called 'The Centre', It's a kind of hospital and now its entire resources are going to be used to help you recover." "Who are you?" "You can call me Alice." I smile at her and say: "And you can call me Tracy if you like," she looks disappointed. "Your real name is Joy." "Is it? But my passport says Tracy." The woman called Alice frowns. "Yes I know, I can't explain it yet but hopefully as you start to remember who you are it will all come back to you and you will be able to make more sense of what's happened to you." I hear a click and the door to my room opens, an armed man wearing combat fatigues enters, Alice says to the man. "Is the gun absolutely necessary corporal?" "Sorry Miss, Captain Percy's orders." He places a tray with two glasses of milk and some biscuits at the base of my bed. He smiles at me: "I'm really glad your back with us Ma'am." he then leaves the room and I hear a click once again as the door locks. "Am I a prisoner here Alice?" "Yes I suppose you are at the moment, until you have been assessed they are being very cautious with you but I hope that things will relax soon." "Would it help if I promised not to escape?" "I think it might yes, I would take your word any day." I smile at the woman called Alice and say. "Okay then, until they find out what is wrong with me I swear I will not try to escape." Alice comes over and hugs me. "Thank you, oh thank you Joy." "There is just one proviso" "Oh what's that?" "If anyone tries to drug me again my promise is null and void" "Deal." I smile and Alice passes me a glass of milk. I sat and talked to Alice for nearly half an hour whilst enjoying the cool milk and biscuits, I find her really easy to talk to. "That young woman, the one called Susan?" "Yes, what about her?" "She called me Mummy last night, am I her mother." Alice frowned a little. "Truthfully?" "Yes truthfully" "Yes and no." I frowned this time. "That isn't an answer Alice" "Yes I know but it is the truth" "Why do I get the feeling that there is an awful lot that I need to start remembering." "Just keep trying Joy with help I hope you will be back to normal in no time." Alice's watch started to beep. "I'm sorry but I have to go for a little while but I will be back in an hour or so, will you be okay." "I'll try not to wander off." Alice got up from her seat and knocked on the door and left the room, I lay back on the comfortable bed and wondered how I had gotten myself into this situation. Chapter 4 Joy's nightmare begins. A little over three months ago.... One Saturday morning after breakfast. Alice and Joy are sitting in their living room with their youngest daughter Terri, she is trying to plait Alice's hair with help from Joy, they are all relaxed and having a good time, Susan and the twins are in the adjacent room playing video games. "It's really nice spending some time together just us and the children isn't it Joy?" Joy smiles at her wife Alice and kisses her. "Yes it is, and as Bob has stood me down for several weeks I think that as the weather becomes a little warmer we should plan some day trips together, just us and the children." "Anywhere in particular Joy?" Joy smiles "Yes I really want to go on a steam train again, do you remember the one that goes to Pickering?" "I think that is a great idea, I think that we all should go whilst everyone is away." "Agreed." That afternoon Joy and Alice sat in the library and planned several trips out with their family over the coming weekends to places that they would like to visit again and new places that they've always wanted to visit. After finishing their planning Joy and Alice then go for a walk across the moors to the small hospital that they run called 'The Centre', whilst there they visit one of its longer term residents Called Chris, she sees them as they enter and using her walking frame she makes her way over to see her friends. "Hello Joy, Hello Alice can I get you a cup of tea or something?" Alice and Joy hug their friend Chris, and go with her to the caf? area, Joy orders three cups of tea off the young woman volunteer. "Three teas please Dawn, oh and how are your studies going at University?" "I'm really enjoying University miss but I still like coming back here when I can to help." Joy smiles and takes the tray off Dawn and carries it back to Chris. "Chris has just told me that she and Trish have finally set the date for their wedding." Joy puts the tray down and hugs Chris "So when is the Big day then Chris?" "My trainer Dave says that if I continue to improve I should be walking unaided by May so we have set the date for the middle of August, is the offer of bridesmaids still open?" Alice beamed: "Oh yes Chris our daughters will be thrilled." Chris smiled and said: "Dawn and Lucy, they won't come dressed as Ninjas will they?" Alice started to giggle at the thought and Joy just quietly watched her, she loved to watch her wife laugh "Will you be inviting any of your family Chris?" Chris frowned a little at this. "My Uncle Hillary has insisted on coming but my father is still not answering any of my letters, I don't think he's forgiven me yet." Alice could tell from Joy's face that she was not happy about this, and said: "I think that sometime in the summer we should visit your father with Trish and see if we can change his mind, or we could even invite him up to stay." "Would you? Really?" "Yes, I'm sure that if I asked him nicely Hillary could even exert a little pressure on him to at least come up for a visit." Chris then hugged Alice. Just as Joy and Alice were setting off from The Centre to walk back to Stevenson Towers, Joy got a text message on her phone from the housekeeper. "Is it important Joy?" asked Alice, as Joy looked a little perplexed. "I'm not sure apparently we have a visitor and he's waiting for us back at the house." "Oh well there's only one way to find out what they want, let's go." Alice grabbed Joy's hand and they headed back over the moors towards Stevenson towers together. Chapter 5 The man from the Ministry. As Alice and Joy entered their house the housekeeper greets them "Your guests are in the library, they have tea, would you both like a drink?" "Yes I think we would, two glasses of milk please," said Alice. Alice and Joy remove their coats and walk through into the Library, as they enter a thin man in a suit gets up. "Ah hello there, my name is Julian Lennox-Brown and this is a Colleague of mine Dr Patterson. Alice and Joy shake the hands of the two strangers and then Alice asks. "So what can we do for you gentlemen?" "Ah yes, as you know Hillary Simpson is currently on secondment at the moment working with the NATO defence strategy policy team in Brussels and will be for the next few weeks" said the man called Julian. "Yes he told us he would be." "Well I am currently temporarily in charge of his department" "Yes and?" said Alice impatiently, Joy said nothing but she was already starting to get a bad feeling in her gut. "And a situation has arisen that I believe your err wife Joy is uniquely suited for" "Yes But Joy has been stood down for several weeks by Bob her Psychiatrist, and is not to do any missions until pronounced fit by him." "Ah yes that is why I have Dr Patterson with me, he will give Joy a thorough assessment." it was at this point that Joy interrupted "So what exactly is this job Mr Lennox-Brown?" "Yes I'm glad you asked me that, it's people traffickers, we have been given intelligence that several consignments of refugee's, asylum seekers, economic migrants or whatever you choose to call them are being smuggled through Europe in large container trucks, I have decided to make a statement and put a stop to it and I need your help to do it Mrs Stevenson" "How reliable is your Intel?" asked Joy. "You don't need to worry yourself about that I just need the Angel to make a statement that this kind of thing will not be tolerated." "It seems a simple enough Job, will we be doing this when Terry and his wife return from Israel next week?" "No, this time you will be working with a private security firm for this job, our armed forces are not available for this trip." Joy smiled sweetly at Lennox-Brown and said: "Mr Brown, I'm not sure what your motives are for this job but it appears to have had little or no planning whatsoever, you also appear to want me to work without the team that knows me and under a psychiatrist that I know nothing about, I don't think that I can agree to this without at least consulting with Hillary or Terry." "That is very unfortunate Mrs Stevenson, as I believe that you have a medical facility that you like to keep under the radar, it would be unfortunate if it were to have a flash inspection and be closed down." Alice looked shocked at this man's threat but Joy simply sighed and stated. "When do I start?" Lennox-Brown smiled and said: "Dr Patterson will interview you to check your fitness for duty and if you are pronounced fit you will fly out tonight and rendezvous with your new team tomorrow morning." Julian got Dr Patterson's report later that afternoon and even though the Doctor had expressed doubts about Joy's fitness he still passed her mission fit. Alice however was not going to take this lying down and tried to contact Bob, who was holidaying with his new lady friend Peggy but the phone did not connect, she tried to contact both Terry and Aliza, their phones also did not connect, all she got was the message. "It has not been possible to connect your call please try again later." the same thing happened to Hillary's phone when she tried, so almost in desperation Alice contacted the Barracks of Joy's team down in Dorset the gatehouse put her straight though to Joy's teams barracks and the phone was answered by John. "Hello Miss what can I do for you." asked John politely, Alice explained what Joy was being forced to do. "Unfortunately the rest of the squad are away on a training exercise for a few days, I'll try and get a message to them though, where did you say that Joy was heading too?" "She's going to Switzerland tonight John, I'm really worried about her." "I'm actually due a little leave miss, I hear that Switzerland is lovely in the spring, I may just spend a few days there." "Thank you John I appreciate it." Alice hung up the phone feeling a little relieved but still worried about Joy. Chapter 6 The trip. Joy left Stevenson Towers mid evening and after kissing her wife goodbye and tucking her daughter Terri in, she quickly made her way out of the Stevenson estate and onto the main road in her current favourite car an old SAAB 99 and headed west until she reached Tees valley airport. Within an hour Joy was on board a plane and on her way to Heathrow airport, just before Eleven she boarded a plane bound for Switzerland then just after three in the morning local time Joy arrived at her hotel in the centre of Geneva by taxi. Joy was not met at the hotel by any members of her new (and hopefully temporary) team as had been pre-arranged, so she booked herself in at the reception desk and was handed her key card by the young male receptionist. "This gets you into your room Mrs Sorenson, you are on the seventh floor turn left when you exit the elevator." Joy thanked the receptionist and headed to her room, as she reached the lift however she did notice several rather loud and drunken gentlemen drinking and singing in the bar, the lift doors opened and Joy entered, she pressed the button for her floor and stood quietly as the doors closed and the lift whisked her up to her floor. As the doors to the lift opened Joy looked at her key card and noted the door number, she exited the lift turned left and headed along the corridor, soon she found her door and swiped herself in, Joy put her trusty satchel by the side of her bed and placed her passport on the bedside table she smiled at the passport as this trip she was using her favourite alternative identity, that of Ingrid Sorenson. Joy didn't bother with a shower that evening, she just undressed, had a quick wash, took her medication and went to bed. The next morning Joy got out of bed washed and dressed for a jog, she left the hotel soon afterwards and jogged for several miles before returning to the hotel and finding it's gym, whilst in the gym she noticed a couple of very well built men watching her as she attacked a large punch bag that was suspended from the ceiling. After several minutes one of the men approached. "Do you have a problem with that punch bag there missy? You've been attacking it for nearly fifteen minutes." Joy stopped "I'm sorry but I normally have someone to spar with in the mornings but today it looks like I will just have to do with this." "If you need someone to fight Miss, you can fight me." Joy looked at the man, he had obviously been fit once but now middle age was creeping up on him and although he still looked quite fit he also showed visible signs of middle age spread. Joy held her hand out to the man. "Ingrid, Ingrid Sorenson." he however looked a little surprised. "You, your her?" Joy smiled. "Yes, I'm definitely me." "No you're the woman that we were supposed to meet last night." he held his hand out and shook Joy's. "I'm Glenn, from Sentinel." "Ah I see." Joy realised that he was one of the security contractors that she was being forced to work with. "So would you like to spar with me, I'll go easy on you Missy." Joy cringed slightly at being called Missy and walked over to the small matted area in the corner of the hotel gym, she kicked off her plimsolls and stepped onto the mat, the large man called Glenn followed, Joy noticed several other men now entering the gym area. "Would you like to attack first or would you prefer it if I attacked you?" asked Joy "Okay then Missy I'll attack first, if that is really what you want." He came at Joy surprisingly fast considering his size but Joy simply side stepped him and tripped him as he went past. "Cute, very cute," said Glenn as he picked himself up off the mat. When he was half way upright he made a lunge at Joy, she grabbed his arm and with all of her strength she managed to turn the man over and get his own arm behind him, she then put her bare heel on his neck and pressed, he couldn't get up because his arm was both twisted and vertical and he was lying on his other arm. "If I were to press a little harder Glenn, the blood flow to your brain would be temporarily cut off and you would slowly lose consciousness due to oxygen starvation, do you submit?" "Yes you've got me on that one Missy." "Oh could you do me a little favour please?" "Y,Yes?" he groaned "Stop calling me Missy, it irritates me, my name is Ingrid." "Okay, okay, its Ingrid." Joy took her foot off the man's neck and released his arm. For several more minutes Glenn tried without much success to attack Joy, she blocked his moves and counter attacked him, he was very strong but nowhere near as agile or as swift as Joy, eventually a very pink faced and out of breath Glenn stopped the session. "Okay, okay I get it you're good." he said as he struggled for breath, the onlookers stayed silent. "If you don't mind Glenn, I think that I'll go for a shower now, I'll see you and your colleagues for breakfast in a while," said Joy as she slipped her plimsolls back on. Joy went back to her room for a quick shower and was soon refreshed once more, today she dressed casually in jeans and a novelty tee shirt that stated that she was not a Ninja, it was a gift from the twins, as the weather outside was a little chilly she also wore a cream cardigan on top, Joy quickly applied a little makeup and headed down for breakfast, as she entered the dining room she noticed Glenn and his colleagues at a table in the corner, she joined them and sat down, Glenn introduced Joy or rather Ingrid to his men, they were all ex-army or special forces Glenn was an American as were two others there was also an Australian two Englishmen and a Canadian. "We have all been recruited as an alternative to using the regular military and if this job works out then Sentinel may be awarded more contracts by the British Government." "So what part am I playing in this little Job then?" asked Joy. "Well you are supposed to be working with us but as we work together as a team and as you are somewhat of an outsider I think that until we get to know you better you will be assigned support duties." Joy smiled "What, like making the tea or doing the ironing and a bit of dusting?" a couple of Glenn's men started to snigger but Glenn just looked at her in a confused manner. "Is this some of your British humour?" he asked, Joy smiled. "Yes it is sort of Glenn, so what would you like me to do for you exactly?" at that moment a waiter appeared and asked Joy if she was ready to order. "Yes please can you do me a full English breakfast please, oh and a large glass of ice cold milk?" the waiter left and the conversation continued. "Tonight we believe that a container of illegal migrants will be transported over the border into France in a large container truck, once over the border the container will be opened and the occupants will then be transferred to smaller vehicles, we hope to intercept and capture the traffickers just before they cross the Border and the occupants have had a chance to scatter, we will then hand the occupants over to border control staff." "Okay it sounds easy enough, so what's my part in all of this then?" "That's easy you will be providing us with information on the whereabouts of the truck as you will be discretely following it in a hire car." Joy at this point was wondering why on earth Lennox- Brown had insisted she came on such an easy job. The waiter came back quickly with Joy's food order and placed it on the table in front of her, she started to tuck in. "For such a petite girl you sure can pack away the food Ingrid," said Glenn, Joy ignored his comments and asked Glenn another question "Will I be armed?" "No Ingrid you won't but we will be armed just in case of any resistance from the traffickers, you will keep your distance at all times." "Fair enough," said Joy who figured that this was going to be easy and she would probably be heading home tomorrow morning. "We'll all meet later this evening in my room say 21:00," said Glenn, he and his men all got up from the table and left Joy to enjoy the rest of her breakfast in peace. Joy had a pleasant day shopping and sightseeing around the shopping areas in the city centre, although she tried to ring Alice several times on her mobile she just couldn't connect. Later that afternoon Joy noticed a familiar face matching her walking pace on the other side of the road from her, she crossed the road and walked alongside him long enough for him to say "Caf? just ahead." he then dropped back, Joy continued for a few seconds and entered the small street caf?, she ordered refreshments for two and several minutes later she was joined by John, one of Terry's men, as he sat down Joy greeted him. "Hello John, what brings you here to Geneva?" "Your wife Ma'am she contacted me at the barracks, she's worried about you" "Oh." "She's also more than a little worried that no one of use can currently be contacted by phone." John then went on to explain that he had been unable to verify her mission or indeed contact anyone that could help and that included Hillary Simpson. "The only person I did manage to contact Ma'am was Taff but he has an undeclared phone, oh and he's also decided to take some time off and spend it in the fresh air of Switzerland, he arrives later tonight." Joy smiled at John and started to tell him about the job she was involved in that evening. "I don't understand Ma'am why on earth do they need you?" "I have a feeling that it may be a little political John, I think that this fellow Lennox-Brown is pushing for the use of private security contractors and if he can get 'The Angel' to co-operate, then it may help their cause, he just doesn't seem to realise that 'The Angel' is an entity not a person." "So why didn't you just say no to him Ma'am?" "Because that weasel Lennox-Brown threatened to expose 'The Centre' to public scrutiny, I don't want that, it helps people best by being an anonymous facility." "I'm coming with you tonight Ma'am." "I'm not sure that Glenn would agree John." he smiled: "Then let's not tell him then." Joy smiled at her friend. "Okay I'll pick you up on the way John." Joy and John quickly finished their mid-afternoon refreshments and then left the small caf? separately. Chapter 7 Angel and Demons. That evening after a remarkably short and sparse briefing Joy left the rest of Glenn's team to pick up her hire car from the underground garage and car park of the hotel, as she drove out of the car park she stopped briefly to pick up one passenger. "Good evening Ma'am, sticking with black then?" said John as he got into the car. "I hope you don't mind but I brought some essentials with me." he said as he put his Bergen in the back of the car. "Glock?" asked Joy "Yes, one each and several spare clips oh and a couple of boot knives and other essentials." "Let's just hope that we don't need them," said Joy as John strapped himself into the passenger seat, they both then headed towards the co- ordinates that Glenn had given her to wait at. An hour and a half later whilst parked in a lay-by on a mountain pass a few miles from the border with France, Joy and John sat in the car waiting for further instructions from Glenn, the last message that they had received was that the truck carrying the Migrants was running over an hour late, what neither John nor Joy knew however was that a press release had been sent to the BBC about a mission involving the elusive 'Angel', the BBC and other news organisations then quickly broadcast details of a mission to intercept economic migrants on the border between Switzerland and France. It was rather unfortunate that one of the people traffickers was waiting to listen to his favourite Jazz program on the BBC world service when the news of the mission was broadcast as this changed their plans completely. Eventually the truck carrying the migrants passed John and Joy, Joy pulled the car out of cover to follow the truck at a discrete distance, after several minutes Joy was suddenly overtaken by a large van, as the van got closer to the truck it started to flash it's headlights until the truck pulled over. Joy pulled the Hire car back and turned off the headlights and slowly drifted to a stop, both Joy and John then recovered their pistols from the Bergen and Joy took the boot knives, Joy and John got out of the car and slowly made their way in the dark towards the parked vehicles, after a few seconds several armed men got out of the back of the van and went over to the truck. Two of the men opened the two large steel doors of the container. Joy looked in disgust as she noted that the container was literally packed full of men women and children, there must have been at least thirty or forty people crammed inside. Joy reported back to Glenn that the truck had stopped but before she had gotten a reply she looked on in horror as the men from the van opened fire on the people in the container with automatic weapons, John was the first to react as he broke cover and opened fire on the gunmen, his rash reaction only resulted in him being shot himself by what appeared to be several bullets, Joy at this point literally snapped and unseen by the gunmen picked up Johns pistol and then with a pistol in each hand she fired with deadly pinpoint accuracy, dispatching five of the gunmen before they could even react, more people appeared from both the van and the cab of the truck, Joy kept firing until she had emptied both clips from her pistols she then took her boot knives and with almost surgical precision terminated the lives of each and every one of the gunmen and their accomplices as they tried in vain to subdue her, after a very long two or three minutes Joy finally came to her senses, she was literally surrounded by the dead and mutilated bodies of the gunmen and their accomplices, she was covered in blood, Joy dropped her knives onto the frosty ground and walked over to the back of the container she looked in, it was no good everyone, men women small children and even tiny baby's had all been mown down by those inhuman bastards and appeared to be dead she had failed, it became too much for Joy and she fell to her knees and wept. Chapter 8 The Parsons Identity. Joy heard a groan from back towards the hire car; she got up off her knees. "John?" she said as she headed quickly to the source of the noise, John was lying on his back he was breathing but only just, although he had been shot several times only one or two of his wounds were a cause for concern it was the one in Johns chest though that worried Joy the most, as there was air and blood bubbling out of the wound. "Shit what do I do, come on Joy think, think." "flutter valve." Joy went over to the car, started the engine and pulled it closer to John, she turned on the headlights and went into the rear of the car to see what she could find. In John's Bergen she found a roll of Duct tape and some cable ties, Joy took the duct tape and went over to John, Joy opened her trusty satchel and pulled out her purse, she took out her platinum credit card and placed it over the wound on Johns chest after clearing away his shirt and wiping the area clean with a sanitary towel, Joy then Quickly taped over three edges of the credit card leaving the bottom edge free, this had the effect of making the credit card act as a one way valve, Johns breathing improved almost immediately, Joy then used her limited supply of Tampons pads and the duct tape to create pressure bandages on his other wounds to help reduce his blood loss. With a huge effort Joy managed to manhandle John onto the back seat of the hire car and then managed to strap him in as he lay back in a semi- conscious state, she got back behind the steering wheel and headed back towards Geneva as fast as she could drive. The journey that took an hour and a half to do earlier that evening was achieved in reverse in a little over fifty minutes, Joy Was now searching for a Hospital, she followed the satellite navigation systems directions and soon found herself pulling up outside the entrance of a large emergency care facility, Joy Stopped the engine And using two cable ties wedged the cars horn on. "I'm so sorry John." she said: even though John was semi-conscious, he still managed to say: "Get the hell out of here Ma'am." Joy gathered her trusty satchel and left both the car and John outside the hospital and only just managed to make it out of sight before a member of the hospital staff arrived to see what all the noise was about. Joy watched from around a corner as a trolley was brought out and John was carefully lifted onto it, she put her satchel strap over her shoulder and then turned and walked into the night, Joy didn't know what to do, she had never been in this situation before, should she go back to the hotel or should she stay in the shadows and observe what was happening? The decision of what to do was made for her as after she had walked for over an hour it started to rain and sleet so Joy decided to seek shelter, the rain had the advantage that it was washing away the blood from both her and her dark clothes, after a while Joy came upon a rather run down little motel style building near a major intersection, she entered the reception area and paid in cash for a room for the night, the man on reception hardly even noticed her as he gave her the key to her chalet, Joy left the reception area and headed to her room, she noticed the distant rumble of thunder and hoped that it would not get any closer. Once in her room Joy removed her soiled clothing and washed it as best she could in the small sink, she then left her clothing on the towel dryer to dry, Joy went over to her bed and fell onto it and started to cry once again. The storm that Joy had heard in the distance had now become a fully- fledged thunderstorm, Joy was now cowering in the corner of her room wrapped in a blanket, her eyes were open but she was not really awake she was enduring her own little version of hell, she was reliving the entire attack on the container time after time after time in her head. At some poin