<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice took a deep breath. It did seem like Peter was okay. She had been remembering how grim he looked telling her about the last time he had gotten trapped. It worried her that this current situation might be too much. But Peter was a tough guy, Alice thought to herself with some pride.<br/><br/>When he said she would soon get the rock hard evidence she had asked for, Alice blushed and looked away. She had never been the kind to be shy, but he didn't have to be that explicit in public, she thought to herself. And then that it didn't matter, and that she actually liked his ways. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Can you say it louder? I don't think the folks on the sole above heard you"</span>, she protested, pretending to be upset.<br/><br/>When Peter used the word 'us', Alice sighed to herself. There, he had said it. It had become a reality that there was indeed something happening between them. And Alice wasn't really sure about how she should feel about it. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Well, I'll be sure to make your descend into madness a pleasant journey"</span>, Alice joked softly. <br/><br/>After these words, she got on the move again, looking at the tunnel and the manipulators. It was like another world if compared to their hot as hell and small space on 65. She didn't say it, but it was clear that she was thinking it. <span style="color: #4040FF">"I'm glad someone went look for you, and found you."</span> Alice took a deep breath and squeezed Peter's hand again.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"There aren't many guys like you around, Peter Halvardson. We should start studying the possibility of cloning you."</span></div>