John saw the flicker of light, but ignored it as he ran. Just some other early riser, he thought. He had heard life started early on the farm. He went... in and showered and dressed for the day. At six forty five, a loud bell rang and he walked in the direction of the sound. He took the piled plate of sliced potatoes, scrambled eggs and four pieces of sausage. He balanced his plate as a full cup of hot coffee was shoved into his other hand. He found the closest empty seat and dug in. He ignored. By this stage, Stephen had been jogging for around forty minutes since he left his car near one of the entrances to this nature reserve. Consequently, he had worked up a reasonable sweat, on what was a warm, sunny autumn day. It was cloudless with little or no breeze, which made it seem hotter than it actually was.As usual, when he was jogging, he was only wearing a t-shirt, shorts, briefs, a cap, socks and a good quality pair of runners, although he did have a water bottle strapped to his. "You dare to interrupt my pleasure?" she growls, her eyes pits of blood-red fire. He is standing in the shadows by the door, and even in the darkness she can feel his eyes on her body."I do," he replies evenly. "If you haven't found what you're looking for by now, you aren't going to find it before you kill him." He steps forward, revealing himself to be an average-looking man of middle years, an inch or two taller than she. Handsome, in a rough kind of way, but less than memorable. Her lip. ”“Isn’t that a bit dangerous for troops?” asked Andrew.“In some circumstances it could be,” answered the Marine, “so the nannite is flushed from our troops’ bodies after they’ve completed training.”“And for the rest of us?” asked Andrew frowning.“It’s going to be there forever,” said the Captain, “or so I’ve been led to believe.”“Uhmm,” was Andrew’s only comment on that revelation as he turned his attention back to the people milling around the hold but he was wondering what other ‘surprises’.