407 was already an impossible dream. Ted's mark was safe. I couldn't get it done.As it turned out, I couldn't get a flat .400 done, either. Still, the... batting average was only an afterthought when we won the Division and sent the Yankees home for the year without giving them so much as a smell in the playoffs.Now, that was satisfying!My final regular season average for my rookie year was .394.I would be the American League batting champion. The nearest guy to me had hit .346. (I had to go and. It occurred to her that despite everyone milling around, there seemed to be little interplay between the occupants of one blanket to those of another.Sure, the teenagers flitted around the field like the gnats and mosquitoes that the people kept shooing away. They weren’t old enough to have learned the lessons that made the older people seek out their own small territories and keep to themselves. Roxie thought back to her younger days—before she came of age—that not much had changed.She nearly. The woman that opened the door looked at me and smiled, "Andrew?"I nodded as I looked past her at a teenager. They almost looked like sisters and the woman stepped back to let me in. I looked around the room, "So, mom said you needed help?"She grinned, "I am Melody and my daughter is Ashley."I smiled and waited and she bit her lip, "I have just received notice that said I had to list a man or report to what they call a protection home."She looked at her daughter, "We need a man to ... be. Although the situation seemed terrifying, whatever the Vile was sounded alot worse. We came to a clearing consisting of multiple wooden huts. There were what seemed to be a few humans and many animals wandering around, some moving wood, others hauling some type of food. Whatever this place was it seemed like a sanctuary for those who lived on the island. Natalie had seemingly gotten worse, the fur now covering her chest and it had grown longer. She also now had large paws and having trouble.