Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Trent looked around, unsure if he had interrupted a conversation or was expected to comment. “To whom do you refer to Master”?
“Well she is not a god, not yet anyway” she smiled. The first sane thing she had said since I got here thought Trent.
“Yes, I think a meeting is long overdue”.
“OK, but if she turns me into the walking dead, I am going to protest”.