Unnamed Journal Volume 4, Issue 1 | Page 17

to them. I only learned of this when it was time for me to become a host. I have been running and hiding ever since." The agent nodded slightly. "That lines up with what I was told. That woman said something about finding 'The Destroyer'. I'm guessing that's you?" Nera shook her head. "My name is Nera. I don't know why they would call me that." She glanced at Ulysses and Giles, and then looked at the floor. "It's very unfortunate that they have come to this planet to find me. I'm very sorry." "Yeah well, I appreciate the sentiment. What makes this whole situation go from bad to worse was those things talking about how humans were suitable habitation. Sounded like they plan to add humans to their list of hosts, once they've killed you." Said O'Flannery. " I wish I were surprised." Nera's gaze stayed downcast as she spoke. "If I were you three, I would leave the state; the country if you can. That shouldn't be an issue for you," he said, facing Giles, whom seemed to be struggling to take in everything that was being said. Then he looked at Ulysses. "I don't know what kind of resources or options you two have, but I don't recommend staying here." Ulysses nodded. "I suppose I ought to grab a few things to take with me now, so we can leave right after we carry these cops downstairs." He turned to Giles, "what should we do about your stuff?" "I'll grab my passport and the essentials. I might try to come back for the rest of it before my flight, if possible. If we can't get back here in time, I guess I'll hope that you can ship it all to me later." "Whatever you three need to do, I suggest you do it right now," said the agent staring intently at officer Jones who was beginning to stir on the floor. Giles and Ulysses tore around the apartment gathering their things.