Michael O'Shay<br/><br/>"Move it! Double time!" he whispered loudly.  Communications were still out.  FATHER couldn't be reached.  This place was already looking FUBAR.  Half of his mind wanted to know what was going on.  The other half didn't.  That strange warm mist didn't give the feeling of anything human made which set the hair on his neck on edge.  This was very bad.<br/>