[color=lightpink][h2]Sherry Birkin[/h2][/color][hr]
Yes, he definitely lived out here. Sherry knew the signs of someone far removed from civilization. She didn’t flinch as the man circled her, though she kept on guard, always ready to pull out her stun baton if it looked like it was necessary. Her instinct told her he was harmless, but you could never be too careful.

He was examining her, but not in the cold, clinical way she had been examined for so much of her life. No, this was more like an animal or a child trying to make sense of something new.

It was Sherry’s turn to be confused. [i]Golgotha… why does that sound so familiar?[/i] “I’m sorry, I don’t follow. What is it you think I am?”