She was maybe an inch or two taller than Nicole, with long blonde hair and green eyes. "And you're carrying my younger sister while she's asleep… wh...y?" She spoke very monotonically. "We were chatting in my room and she fell asleep…" I did my best to pull a friendly smile, but honestly, her sister was kinda' scary. Her monotone voice, and intimidating facial expression left a bad first impression for me. "Uh-huh…" She gave me a suspicious look. "…And who are you?" She asked. "Oh, I'm Zach, her. I was in no hurry to go anywhere in particular and liked the freedom of being able to just backpack and hitchhike wherever I wished. I took the odd job here and there for a few weeks at a time to supplement my finances, but eventually always moved on. While it was interesting to visit London, I wanted to travel to less urban areas and see more of the countryside.I made it a point to visit Stonehenge, as it wouldn't really be proper to visit England without stopping by that famous landmark. The. Harlen opened the door of the house and walked right in, much to Hyandai's surprise. She followed at his beckoning gesture.Inside the cottage was cool, and the small common room was filled with the collected bric-a-brac of a long human life. There were shelves everywhere with little items. Stones collected by Harlen, statuettes, small paintings of people both dead and alive, and many small pressed flowers under sheet glass.However, the centerpiece of the room was a shelf that contained a half. He knew where there was an abandoned stainless steel cook pot. The cook pot had once been part of a large still. It would hold twenty to thirty gallons of liquid, but it was going to require a good scrubbing. Edwardo would donate the use of the pot, if I got it cleaned and sterilized.I rented myself a steam cleaning machine. It was a mother to operate, but I used it carefully and liberally. After a while I assumed that it was sanitized, but I wasn’t sure. I added a solution of bleach and an.