I held onto one of the poles and tried to keep myself awake enough not to miss my stop, though the bus ride took almost an hour and some places got a ...little bit bumpy. As we stopped at more places few people got off and more got on, it was soon even more packed and I had little room to move, we went over a pot hole, I swayed a bit and felt something rub against my ass, I figured it was an accident and ignored it but soon after I felt it again, longer this time and there were no bumps in the. He informed me corporate recentlyfinished building a new facility down there and wasoffering its own employees first shot at positionsthere, which involve a substantial raise. He also toldme I was up for a promotion already and he’d put in agood word for me so I’d start down there in a higherposition.I said I’d take the job. I packed my meager belongingsinto a U-Haul and headed south. I drove straight downwithout stopping to sleep for the night and got therein a little over a. In 2010 I went to Fairbanks Alaska for the first time. I had lived in Alaska for 3 years but all the way down in Anchorage. It was a relatively world wide business meeting with people from Italy, Japan, England, and all over the United States.I was 25 at the time, and for those who read my last story, I was not nearly as nervous to talk to women as I was when I was younger. After the first day of the meeting, a whole bunch of friends and co-workers went downtown to one of the few bars in. A torch burned in the hallway that ran outside the cell, casting flickering light into the cell. The room was entirely bare. My sword was nowhere to be seen. I gave a tug on the bars, and they were locked."Yer awake," a rough voice came from close by."Benthor? Where are you at?" In a cell, just like you. I saw ya nappin' in yers when those things dragged me down here." There's more than one? What are they?" Undead of some kind. Don't know what." How did they get you?" I asked him."The bastards.