I looked at him and asked, “What’s wrong with me?”“What isn’t?” commented Barclay. “You were right about your arms and legs. After they ...got you back to Baghdad and stabilized, you spent almost a day on the operating room table getting bullets and shrapnel pulled out of you. They actually were operating on you with an X-ray machine next to you so they could take quick photos and find more things to remove. I’d have to go over your records, but you have hundreds of stitches holding you together. Other boxes had old books; some very early reference books that he had kept and an array of old school books, a steel tipped pen that was used in the old days, a few pencils. He opened the exercise books and was appalled at the handwriting that he had used and it showed the level of his education at that time. "It is a wonder I even got out of primary school, if my standard of education was equal to my writing skills it was a disaster", he groaned as that lot was put in the garbage bin, they. "From just inside the closed door, where the Inonni Portal had deposited him not moments ago, the robed and somber form of Holy Order Elder Iridus closed his eyes and bowed his head in return. As he lifted his gaze, the lines etched into his thin and sallow face sharpened. "And to you, Fledging Brother of The Order."Kyllos smiled and folded his hands before him. "From your choice of address I can assume the purpose of this visit is not to convey full Elder status to me quite yet."Iridus' lips. Now, please don't cry. I just know you're going to make someone a very good sex slave, very soon now. Yes, that's an excellent place to go. I'm certain there will be plenty of men there who will just love making you do all sorts of things. Yes. Goodbye, dear." She hung up.She looked up from the desk. "Congratulations, Cindy. You have the position. Now, before we begin the process of your permanent enslavement, I will grant you a single question. I will answer anything you like. One question..