"What we are up to, Ivan, is keeping the darkness at bay." The words came from an old woman who had just entered the room. Her face was riddled with lines that would put her age at least well into her nineties. Her lips were unusually thin and wide and her eyes unusually large. Despite this it was obvious that when she had been younger she would have had a strange beauty.<br/><br/>Even now she moved with a measure of grace as she moved to stand behind Richard. Rachel would detect an irregular heartbeat on the verge of collapse.<br/><br/>"You've all been picked because of your unique talents. Your gifts. Some of you I personally reccomended. Others I didn't."<br/><br/>The woman directed her gaze at Mi when she made the last statement. Mi felt two main emotions directed at her. Frustration and jealousy.<br/><br/>"My name is Margery Williams. I am the founder of an organisation known as 'The Agency', an organisation to which you all now belong."<br/><br/>