“Who is Alana?” she asked, barely able to form words with her new mouth, her new body. xnx She drew in a breath to shout again. Then Jake was gone. It was incredibly easy – the images just slipped away, out of her thoughts. Then her sense of time kicked back in. She was out of ideas on how to escape and didn’t believe she could regenerate enough to live until the fire died down. She discovered that they planned to leave her behind, in the care of some local denizen named Sargon. She glared at Frank. The handles appeared when she thought about them, and when she was tired and wanted to rest, they disappeared back into the base of whatever it was that was holding her up. Disoriented, she opened her eyes and watched lights swirl around in a strange pattern.
