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t happened in a flash. Frank Pulcinello Sr. turned his back for a moment, and when he turned back his son, Frankie, was gone.
"It seemed like it was 30 seconds. It was probably no more than 10," Pulcinello, 38, of Bellwood said, remembering an evening this summer when he and his son had gone to his dad's home in Bellwood to feed fish at a pond on the property.
When any child disappears, it's terrifying for the parents. For the Pulcinello family, it's compounded: Frankie, 7, who is autistic, does not respond when his name is called and has no sense of danger.
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Frank checked the usual spots he might find his son - a nearby stream, a swing set, the house - but with no luck. Neighbors joined in the search, and Frank called 911 for assistance.
About a half hour after Frankie disappeared, Jeff Wertz, who was visiting family in the neighborhood, found Frankie. The boy, who is attracted to water but cannot swim, was naked and approaching an 8-foot-deep swimming hole in Bell's Run Creek.
Wertz snatched the boy out of danger.
"He saved his life. I don't know if he gets that," Becky Pulcinello, Frankie's mom, said of Wertz. "He's definitely our hero."
Despite a few minor injuries when the boy bit his rescuer, Frankie's story had a happy ending. But his parents were left wanting to make others more aware of what comes with raising a child with autism and keeping him or her safe.
"I don't want other parents to think [I believe] I'm in a worse place than they are," Becky, 35, said. "In our situation, [a problem] can occur a lot faster and more often."
Adjusting to autism
It is important emergency responders receive specialized training to help those with any kind of intellectual or developmental disability, Arc of Blair County Executive Director Maria Brandt said in an email.
"Autism is a diagnosis which has several layers, a broad spectrum," she said. "Each individual has his/her own personal characteristic and cannot be stereotyped into what to expect. ... Each situation may be different and how to respond will need to be adjusted."
Dennis Debbaudt, author, speaker, private investigator and founder of Autism Risk & Safety Management, developed training material to help educate law enforcement about autism.
Pennsylvania state police and the Department of Homeland Security, among others, use his training video, "Autism & Law Enforcement Roll Call Briefing Video."
A first responder needs to have the knowledge to recognize the signs of someone with autism and an understanding that "they will be the person in the interaction who will make adjustments," not the person with autism, Debbaudt said.
Calls involving individuals with autism could take longer, he said. When it is safe to do so, they have to use patience and simplify their words and actions in order to give the person with autism time to process the request.
He advises police to be aware of the sights, sounds and odors around the person with autism, and how they might affect the person's behavior. Stimuli such as the lights on an emergency vehicle can either over- or underwhelm a person with autism.
A fact sheet from the Law Enforcement Awareness Network offers a long list of behaviors that people with autism may exhibit when encountering emergency responders. They may not recognize first responders' vehicles, badges or uniforms; may not respond to commands; or may not be able to verbally communicate.
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Carl Moen, deputy director of the Southern Alleghenies EMS Council, said training in how to respond to someone with autism has been going on for several years.
Although data is collected from patient care reports on a national level, no tracking is done on how many people with autism are encountered on the job, he said.
At a basic level, he said, students are "taught how to deal with the special needs population," which includes people with autism. They have also offered training in continuing education classes in the past, he said.
The training includes how to communicate with someone with a special need, approach them in a non-threatening way and involve caregivers and family in order to learn the best way to work with an individual, Moen said.
Jeff Blake, an EMS educator at Penn Highlands Community College, said firefighters do not receive specific training in how to handle people with autism, but a special needs category is covered.
Instructors try to teach first responders that when working with someone with a special need, they should try to get on his or her level, look him in the eye, keep movements in check and try to limit or remove any elements that could scare someone.
"Firefighters sometimes cannot remove some of the barriers. For instance, a firefighter trying to rescue someone cannot remove all their gear to make it less scary," he said. "The responder has to act."
State police receive instruction on special needs during their time in the academy, said Trooper Jeff Petucci, a spokesman for state police at Hollidaysburg.
The six-hour block of instruction includes the topic of autism, he said. In addition, all state police completed the online "Autism and Law Enforcement" training in summer 2011.
"Our training teaches the 'best practices' when dealing with someone who [has autism] and covers characteristics/tendencies of children and adults [with autism]," he said. "Specifically when dealing and communicating with [a person with autism], law enforcement officers need to be patient and give the person time to express their thoughts."
Special needs training for state police began six years ago, Petucci said.
"We work with various agencies, mental health experts and a medical doctor to ensure our training is progressive and effective," he said. "The Pennsylvania state police are sensitive to these issues, and the goal to our training is to help troopers identify that something is different about a person and then get them the help they need."
Help for both sides
Training is for the safety of the officer and the person with autism, said Logan Township Police Sgt. John Flinn, speaking specifically about municipal police.
Training comes from the Municipal Police Officers' Education & Training Commission.
Flinn, who is an instructor with the Indiana University of Pennsylvania Criminal Justice Training Center, said municipal police began receiving training to recognize special needs as a result of a case involving a man with autism who was injured during an encounter with Penbrook Borough police in Harrisburg.
Penbrook Borough police suspected John Washington III was a peeping Tom when they spotted him looking through a window to his own home in 1993, the Associated Press reported. Washington, who was 18 at the time, was unable to respond to police and suffered a dislocated shoulder during his arrest. The family received an undisclosed legal settlement after suing the borough.
When encountering someone with autism today, police are trained to use simple language, speak slowly and clearly, use concrete terms and ideas, repeat simple questions and allow 10 to 15 seconds for a response, Flinn said.
Sometimes someone with autism can be attracted to shiny objects, making an officer's badge or gun tempting, he said.
If police need backup on a call involving someone with a mental health need, workers are available through Altoona Regional, Flinn said.
"They do a great job," he said.
Making a plan; taking action
Debbaudt, whose son with autism is now 29, said when his son was a child and would get upset outside their home, people would misinterpret the interaction as a kidnapping and call police, putting them at "sudden, direct high risk with police," he said.
He suggests families provide information to local emergency responders such as law enforcement, 911 centers and fire departments. Information should include the basics - name, birthdate, height, weight and a current photo - plus medical conditions, method of communication, favorite attractions or locations, and ways to calm the child.
An autism emergency contact form is available on the Autism Risk & Safety Management website.
Becky said a local friend had magnets made up with contact information to hand out to neighbors because her child with autism has a fascination with fans and will sneak away to get closer to them.
The magnets allow for neighbors to have quick access to information on who to call if they would find the child.
"As with all children, parents need to keep a close watch on their kids at all times. Autistic children do have tendencies to wander away, so parents with children [with autism] need to be extra vigilant and keep a close eye on them," Petucci said.
"Keep a current photo with you in case you become separated when out in public, and if the child is able, make sure they know their address and telephone number," he added.
If the person with autism is non-verbal, they can carry an information card with them.
More training: more peace of mind
Blake holds autism close to his heart.
He has a nephew with autism and as a member of the Logan Township United Fire Department, he helped to raise money to get a service dog for John Hanna, the son of Assistant District Chief Gary Hanna. John, 8, who is visually impaired and has autism.
Lakemont, Greenwood and Hollidaysburg Lions clubs, the Lions Sight Foundation of Blair County and several volunteer firefighters from Grandview and Kittanning Point and the family also helped to raise $13,000 needed for the dog.
"With the dog, John will be more controlled in his actions," Lakemont Lions Secretary Larry Edwards said. "This will give a great peace of mind to his family."
Blake said he was going to look into improving the training regarding autism offered through the EMS education he conducts.
"It doesn't matter who you are working with, you want to help the person and be as effective as possible in the response and the delivery of care," Blake said.
Mirror Staff Writer Amanda Gabeletto is at 949-7030.


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When a player is so shitty at a game, usually Counter Strike, that you tell them to uninstall it.
You suck so badly, for the sake of me, you, and everyone else on this server, turn off your game, uninstall it, go back to the store, return it, and never play it again.
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Can you define these popular missing words?
You are so bad that you cant even say gg no re. So you say uninstall. You are so bad that you should just stop doing it.
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โดย Betty 09 มีนาคม 2005
an insult in cs where one player owns another by either knifing them or headshoting them over and over; they are told to uninstall which means to uninstall your game of counter strike and bring it back to the store becuase u suck so bad at playing. mostly said to by noobs and nooblicks
Death_is_near: uninstall joo sux joo nooblick
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The Stetson University men's and women's cross country teams are set to compete in the Flrunners.com Invitational this Friday in Titusville.
The women's race is scheduled to start just before 6 p.m. and the men's race is slated to start at 6:20 p.m.
The Flrunners.com Invitational will feature runners from 11 colleges from across Florida. In this event last season, the Hatters' men finished third overall and the women finished fifth.
Last week, at the Asics Embry-Riddle Classic, the men finished seventh and the women finished sixth. Andrew Epfianio and Trixi Menge were the top runners for the Hatters.
Senior Kyle Burton, who did not run last week due to a knee injury, is expected to be ready to compete in the race Friday evening.


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On July 23, 2013, Philander Smith College established the Office of Institutional Effectiveness and Planning, and Dr. Annie Winkler Williams was appointed by the President as Director of this Unit. In addition to the President's vision to establish this Office, the United Negro College Fund (UNCF) Fiscal and Strategic Technical Assistance Program (FASTAP) visiting team in February 2013 recommended that this Office should be established and have primary responsibility for implementing an ongoing process and monitoring all units of the College in their pursuit of fulfilling requirements for reaffirmation of accreditation.
Distance Education Approval:
Working with the Office of the President, this Office filed an application for distance education with the Higher Learning Commission NCA in July 2013. On November 7, 2013, the President's office received a letter from Dr. Sylvia Manning, NCA President, which provided formal notification that approved Philander Smith College for distance education courses. A Distance Education Committee has been named to assist the College in developing and implementing an action plan for distance education. The President and Administrative Cabinet will determine the final action plan for implementation of distance education at PSC.
Strengthening Institutional Accreditation Activities:
This Office has provided leadership for Title III, Activity V: Strengthening Institutional Accreditation. Four major objectives are ongoing:
NCA Self-Study Plan Activities:
A NCA Newsletter, Volume I, Issue I, "Reaccreditation", was published in October 2013 and posted to the PSC webpage. As Philander Smith College prepares for a re-accreditation site visit on November 3-4, 2014 by the Higher Learning Commission of the North Central Association, this NCA Newsletter strives to provide useful information to the College community regarding the PSC Self-Study process and report. Additional information regarding Re-accreditation may be found on the Accreditation link on the PSC webpage. A NCA Newsletter, Volume 2, Issue 2, "NCA Update", was published and posted to the PSC webpage on January 9, 2014.
UNCF/FASTAP Grant Activities:
As a component of an UNCF/FASTAP Grant in the amount of $20,000, the College purchased an electronic Accountability Management System for assessment called Taskstream in June 2013 at a cost of $7,000.00. This electronic platform will centralize and manage a broad range of assessment and planning activities, including student learning outcomes assessment, curriculum mapping, strategic planning, faculty credentials and accreditation related activities and reporting. Training and use of Taskstream began spring 3014.
Professional Development Workshops and Partnership Activities with the Office of Academic Affairs:
The Office of Institutional Effectiveness and Planning partnered with the Office of Academic Affairs and sponsored a Faculty Development Workshop on November 2, 2013. Dr. Lois Sheer, Consultant, assisted the faculty with identifying courses needed to achieve the goals and outcomes and writing performance indicators and identifying assessment tools.
The Office of Institutional Effectiveness and Planning partnered with the Office of Academic Affairs to sponsor a Professional Development Workshop January 3, 2014. These activities will be completed, as well as follow up activities reports needed for the NCA Self-Study Report.


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Money Leaks: Warming Up Your Car
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As winter approaches North America, temperatures are falling. Just a few weeks ago, we had our first few snowflakes and freezing temperatures; though that went by without much incident. When the temperatures drop, one money leak begins to creep its ugly head – warming up your car.
Warming up your car refers to turning on the engine and letting it run idle to "warm" it up. The idea with letting it warm up is that it's like you stretching. You let the engine idle a little before making it do any real work. It sounds great in theory but it's completely unnecessary. Your car doesn't need this and you're just wasting fuel.
There's another type of "warming up your car" that people refer to and that has to do with the inside of your car. Sometimes you like to let the engine run so it can get hot and begin delivering hot air into the cabin. Again, that sounds great except it's costing you money. Much like how your mom probably told you to put on a sweater when you were cold, rather than turn up the thermostat, it's better for you to avoid this when possible. (Also, the engine gets warmer when you're driving… so just get going)
If you live in a place where ice can develop, some of these rules go out the window because you need heat to melt the ice before you can safely proceed. If you live in one of those areas, you probably already know this. If you don't live in an area like this, quit idling your car and throwing money out the window. 🙂
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written by M.R.SMITH 2008
(Interstate Highway 91 by exit 3, in Brattleboro, Vermont has been and always will be an infamous area to have accidents. Deer migrant over the highway regularly, causing most of the car accidents. The town it self is one of low interest for the people who travel down the highway past it. But on that day the town was reported in national news.
The accident was so quick there was no time to think about it. Every action caused an instinctive reaction. A young deer freaked by something in the woods, runs free and wild out of a cornfield. It travels onto the southbound side of a four-lane bridge of Interstate 91. A Geo Metro cruises down the highway a littler faster than the posted speed limit. It does not see the deer cross the road as it drives directly towards it. They become as one, like two lovers kissing.
The bumper and grill becomes indented and the windshield cracks into a spider-web design. The driver hits his head against the steering wheel and accidentally pushes the accelerator more.
The car drives across a dirt ramp created by a construction crew that is working on the side of the bridge. The little Geo Metro flies into the air above the West River that is flowing under the bridge.
On a road traveling along the side of the river a 'Hot Dog On The Go' truck becomes covered with the shadow of the dropping car. They meet with an impact of a dropping bomb. They explode in a huge fireball. The drivers of the two vehicles never knew what hit them and never will. The other cars traveling on the side road stop in time to witness the blaze. On the bridge above other drivers have stopped by the construction area looking at the dead deer that was hit by the Geo Metro.
At the local hospital emergency room medical technicians rush the charred remains of the only survivor of the car wreck, into the emergency room. Doctors work hard operating on the survivor giving him IVs of blood and saline hoping they can keep him alive. After an hour of operating the doctors and nurses calm down confident they did all they could to save the survivor. They transport the survivor to a separate room to watch over him.
A black Cadillac pulls up to the emergency room door. A broad shouldered gray haired man steps out of the car wearing a navy blue suit. Two men wearing black suits step out from the driver's side and the passenger's side. They are wearing dark sunglasses and seem to have a more muscle built body type. The old man signals for them to stay by the car as he goes into the hospital. They stand by the front of the car looking around the area studying the structure of the building and the many cars parked within the parking lot.
The broad shouldered man with gray hair walks through the emergency entrance. He looks around and sees an average sized man wearing a doctors uniform standing by the emergency room desk. The doctor is wearing an ID badge with the name of Dr. Carrey on it. He sees him talking with two medical pilots. The old man with gray hair talks with Dr. Carrey, then they walk to the back of the emergency rooms to an area off limits to most people. They walk down a long hallway and then stop at the last room. They look into the room through the glass-paneled door. The survivor of the car wreck has been mummified with bandages while medical devices, wires; breathing tubes are connected to him to keep him alive. The man with the graying hair looks worried.
Dr. Carrey signals for a group of nurses to help move the survivor out to the helicopter-landing pad. The man with the graying hair watches how well trained they are and how efficiently they work together. He taps Dr. Carrey on the shoulder and nods his head for him to come with him into another room. The man with the graying hair looks back at the room with the patient and then he looks at the doctor. They seem to argue about something and the man with the graying hair takes out an ID badge from his inside jacket pocket. Dr. Carrey becomes worried thinking that he was pulling out a gun. The man with the graying hair shows his ID badge to Dr. Carrey. The words 'Dr. Darryl Zanafrin' is written on the ID badge. Dr. Carrey is shocked to see that his ID badge is a high level Government Medical badge with classified and top secret material printed all over it.
Dr. Zanafrin leaves the doctor in the room by himself. He heads down the hallway following the others pushing the patient outside onto the hospital helicopter landing area. Dr. Carrey walks back to the emergency room desk. He picks up a clipboard with the room number of the survivor. He writes his name on the bottom of the piece of paper. Then he picks up a rubber stamp with red ink on it and stamps the word 'DECEASED' onto the paper.
At the helicopter pad the pilots and the nurses secure the survivor into the back of the helicopter. There is a design of three stars and a comet etched on the tail of the helicopter. All the monitors are showing normal readings. They shut the back of the helicopter as the nurses walk away. The man with the graying hair looks back at the hospital's rear entrance and sees the Dr. Carrey looking at him. They exchange no good byes or signaling any farewells. The man with the graying hair steps into the front of the helicopter as the pilots start up its engines.
The air whips around the helicopter pad as the nurses enter the hospital. Dr. Carrey watches the helicopter float into the air and then fly off into the setting sun. He looks at the file folder that was made for the survivor. The name 'John Doe' is hand written on the side of the folder and the word 'DECEASED' is stamped next to it.)
(A high ranking General and Dr. Zanafrin, watch through a glass observation window at a group of scientists working on the remains of the survivor. Dr. Zanafrin takes notes on readouts that are being printed out through a computer console by the window. The General looks on with such a poker face that a person would be unsure if he is excited, worried or even disappointed. The only sounds echoing around the room is the sound of the computer console printing out the readouts. Every once in awhile the General looks at the clock above the observation window as it ticks tocks the minutes away from 10:21 to 10:22 pm.
Within the next room five scientists work franticly to put the survivor back together as quickly as possible. Strange looking machines pump a golden metallic liquid through an IV drip into the survivor. Some of the scientists are surgically cutting open parts of his body removing cracked or broken bones. On a table at the side of the room are trays of golden metallic looking bones that resemble an arm bone, hand bones, two leg bones, three rib bones and a jawbone. The scientists replace the broken bones with the new golden metallic looking bones. The burnt and cut flesh of the survivor begins to glow with a gold tint as the golden liquid is floating through the survivor's veins. Some of his flesh appears to be healing very quickly. They operate on the survivor as if it was a textbook operation, yet they have no clue what they can accomplish with the damage the survivor has sustained.
The General watches the operation as if it was a polka contest, very boring. The clock ticks away more as the time changes to 5:21 am.
The General and Dr. Zanafrin sit at a small desk drinking coffee and playing blackjack. A tall man around 30 years old with dirty blonde hair wearing a long white scientist coat walks into the room. His coat pocket is full of pens, pencils and markers. He has a name badge hanging around his neck. The words 'Dr. A. Stewart' is written on the name badge. He seems displeased by the sight of the General and Dr. Zanafrin playing cards. The General and Dr. Zanafrin continue with the blackjack game they are in.
Dr. Stewart, the man with the dirty blonde hair walks over to the computer console and looks at the printouts to find out the printing has stopped. The General looks up at Dr. Stewart and sees how he is looking at the printouts. He then looks inside the operating room and watches the scientists cleaning up the area around the patient and place bandages on him. Dr. Stewart pulls on the read outs and is confused at how the printer has stopped.
Dr. Zanafrin and the General look at each other and then they drop the cards and rush up to the computer console. They almost bump Dr. Stewart to the floor rushing to check the printouts. Dr. Zanafrin walks up to the observation window and pushes the intercom panel to talk with the scientist in the operating room.
Dr. Stewart bangs on the glass observation window trying to get the attention of the scientists helping Dr. Zanafrin.
Within the room a scientist looks at the observation window seeing Dr. Stewart bang on the window. He can't hear what he is saying or the sound of him hitting the glass. Dr. Stewart points to the monitors. The sounds of machines beeping and the air pumping the golden liquid into overpower the sound of the heart monitor. The scientist looks over and notices that the monitors have stopped. He alerts the other scientists to the monitors. They were so focused on the operation and the surgery that they become freaked out by the sight of the monitors. They push aside the surgical equipment and drag over a crash cart. A scientist notices that all the IVs have been drained of the golden liquid and checks it to see if there is a leak. Two other scientists prepare the paddles to zap the patient. A scientist clears the patient's chest as another rubs jell onto the paddles. The scientist slams the paddle against the patient's chest shooting electricity through him. They look at the monitors. The graphs spike up and then flat line again.
The General, Dr. Zanafrin and Dr. Stewart watch with worried looks. All they can do is stand there and wait. Dr. Zanafrin looks at the computer console and sees it printing again. He checks the readings on it and becomes confused.
The scientist zaps the patient again. They look at the monitors and see nothing happening. They turn the machine up higher and then zap the patient again.
Dr. Zanafrin looks at the printouts. He recognizes what it means and then bangs on the window trying to get the scientist's attention.
The scientists zap the patient again and then check the monitors again. They become confused at the graph on the monitor. The monitors flat line again and they zap him again. One of the scientists notices Dr. Zanafrin banging on the window trying to get them to stop. Before the scientist can stop the other scientist from zapping the patient electric energy becomes transferred into the patient. The scientist sees the graph spike up and down on the monitor. They step away from the patient as his body begins to bounce up and down. They notice that his burnt skin changed, but not really changed, but healed. The wrinkled red surface of his skin changed to the smooth and pink color, as it would normally be. The scientists stop moving as small objects like the surgical knives, cotton balls, and empty IV bags begin to raise in the air.
Inside the observation room Dr. Zanafrin ducks to the floor. The General stays standing unafraid of anything that can happen. Dr. Stewart looks around confused wondering what to do.
The eyes of the patient starts to glow with a blue tint as a blue energy shock wave emanates from his body expanding outwards knocking everything over and pushing the scientists up against the walls and the observation window.
The General places his arm over his face to protect his eyes from the bright flashes of electricity exploding as the machines within the room explode. The observation window becomes cracked as another blue energy wave expands across the room again. Dr. Stewart falls backwards tripping over a chair trying to rush away from the window afraid that it is going to explode into the room.
Inside the operating room the energy wave stops. The scientist bodies lay flat on the floor bloody and dead. The patient lays on the operation table still unconscious. No burn marks or operation scares are on his body. His body is fully healed with no major scarring and with no hair on any part of his body.
The General looks into the operation room. The monitors are all shattered so nothing becomes printed out. The patient's chest rises up and down showing that he is breathing. Dr. Stuart gets up and looks into the operating room and then at General Welks. Dr. Zanafrin stands up and looks at the observation window and notices that it is cracked only on the inside of the room. He looks at the General.
Dr Stuart looks at the printouts and shuffles them across the floor.
The General looks around the floor at the readouts and at how Dr. Stuart is trying to study them. Dr. Stewart looks up at them as if he was just told they found the Holy Grail. The General looks into the operation room and notices how the patient is completely healed. He then focuses his vision onto the glass observation window and can see the reflection of Dr. Stewart looking at the printouts on the floor.)
(Dr. Zanafrin and the General place on thick, white environmental suits. They connect oxygen tanks to their waists and then check that all seals and zippers are secure. They follow three others that are dressed in the same suits into a subzero freezer like room. Clouds of cold air float around the room as powerful generators blast the room with below zero temperatures. The small room is barley big enough to fit the three people pushing in a cryogenics tub. A fully bald male is frozen within a light green slimy substance. They push the tube past two other cryogenics tubes. On the glass panel of the first cryogenics tube are the words - PROTOTYPE #1 with a blue outline of a bird flying and the design of three stars and a comet etched next to it. On the second tube has the same writing and symbol but it reads - PROTOTYPE #2. The three men place the third tube next to the other two as the General and Dr. Zanafrin watch.
A release of air is spurted out when the tube is disconnected from the stretcher they carried the tube on. Mini computers protected by plastic covers are connected to the third tube. It shows a graph about oxygen levels and neural levels of the patient. With a loud thunk the tube is placed securely into the wall socket. The three men in the white suits step away from the tube and push the stretcher out of the room.
Dr. Zanafrin wipes a little of the frost off the tube. His own reflection is seen over the man inside. The man looks so peaceful frozen within the tube. He goes up to the second tube and brushes frost away to see another male. He then walks up to the first tube to see a female with gold tinted skin.
He exits the room leaving Dr. Zanafrin alone looking at the three tubes.
He leaves the room too. The sound of generators breathing out cold air is all that is left to keep the three prototypes company.
Dr. Zanafrin closes the thick metal door sealing the subzero room. He walks into the changing room and watches General Welks remove the thick white environmental suits he is wearing. The General looks over at Dr. Zanafrin. He says nothing for he knows what Dr. Zanafrin is thinking. Dr. Zanafrin removes his environmental suit. Three technicians wearing environmental suits helps them take off their suits
The General straightens out his uniform and places his Generals hat on. Dr. Zanafrin puts on a long white jacket. The technicians place the environmental suits away into lockers.)
(The hissing sounds of steam and the screeching sounds of an alarm echoes across the large power facility room filled with the atomic core reactor and electric power cell batteries. The expression on Dr. Zanafrin face makes him look scared beyond comprehension. He sent the soldier out of there and volunteered to stay and try to fix the leak but he could not. He stares at the exploding electrical panels on the walls and listens to the high pitched screams coming from within the atomic core reactor. All the gauges on the control panels look like the fourth of July in Paris. He realizes he can't do any more and runs a marathon sprint out of the control room. As he runs up the metal stairs and across the metal catwalks out of the central core he looks down across the room. All those years of hard work he has accomplished here has come to an end. His long white lab coat waves behind as he hurries up the emergency stairwell to the main entrance door way. He does not make it out the door before it automatically closes and locks on front of him. He looks through the glass window positioned at the center of the door. He sees a man approaching the power facility room. A bald man with completely black eyes runs towards the closed door. He sees Dr. Zanafrin through the glass window. His chiseled muscle figure expands through his black short-sleeved shirt as he tries to open the door. He digs fingers deep into the sides of the metal door as he tries to bend it open. Everything becomes dark as some of the power generators shut down. The only thing that remains on is the red emergency light that blazes forth from the darkness, giving everything an eerie blood red color. Dr. Zanafrin tries to speak to the man but he can't be heard over the sounds of the explosions. The man looks at Dr. Zanafrin as he struggles to bend the door open trying to free him. The metal door is too thick and strong to bend. Dr. Zanafrin knows his end is near. He signals with his hands an exploding motion and lips the words 'KABOOM'. The power generators explode around the Dr. Zanafrin covering him with smoke, fire and debris. The man can hear metal breaking as more explosions erupt.
The man knows that he can't rescue Dr. Zanafrin so he runs back down the corridor he had just come from. The man runs up an emergency staircase as the shock waves from the explosions shake the walls. Smoke slowly leaks into the staircase as he runs higher up the levels. He reaches the top of the staircase and reaches the emergency door. A fireball fills the staircase blasting right towards him. He has no time to exit the staircase as he is shot through the door.
A small mountain range explodes into the air. The once quiet and remote farm area resting by the mountain range becomes annihilated with a deadly force blast. A ripple effect spreads outwards across the farm fields creating a perimeter of collapsing tunnels. The clouds high above open up, standing aside giving the blast room to expand. Shock waves hit the nearby trees, bushes, and farm buildings. They seem to bow before its might. One final blast levels the small mountain range creating a large mushroom cloud into the bright blue sky.)
- chapter one -
The bright yellow lights of a battery operated digital alarm clock blinks for 9:00 am. The yellow lights spread the darkness of the room enough to illuminate a single male sitting up on a single size bed. The grey colored sheet has fallen off him and piled onto his legs. The man rubs his hands across his face and head instinctively wiping off sweat but there is none anywhere on his almost fully nude body. His chest rises up and down as he breaths heavily from the nightmarish images of his dreams. The man shakes his head trying to get rid of the images that have entered him mind once again. Images of memories from the last two years since he awoken from a fatal car accident that left him with more scars than one person should have.
He shoves the sheet off and sits at the edge of his single size bed, his feet landing on the small rug lined up next to it. He is wearing a gray pair of boxer briefs with no other items of clothes. He turns on a small lamp on a night table near the head of the bed. Faded scars spread across his entire body can be fully seen now. The scars look decades old and not years old.
The yellow lights of the battery operated alarm clock stationed by the lamp changes from 9:00 am to 9:01 am as it continues to beep loudly. The lone man swings his left arm over and slams his fist upon the poor defenseless alarm clock and shatters it. With a moment of regret he looks at the alarm clock. He opens the only drawer of the night table slowly moving all the pieces of the alarm clock into the drawer. Inside the drawer there is a couple of other broken alarm clocks. He closes the drawer and walks away, but the drawer does not shut completely. Inside the drawer the alarm clock flashes its last yellow light and then dies.
The man walks away from the bed and goes to a large bedroom closet on the other side of the room. The closet is only a forth full of items. There are only a dozen pieces of clothes hanging up and several storage boxes at the bottom of it. The man bends down and removes another battery-operated alarm clock and sits back on the bed. He takes the alarm clock out of the box, rests it on the nightstand, and then sets the time. He continues on with his day as if this situation was a normal occurrence. He goes back to the closet and throws a pair of black military pants, a black short-sleeved shirt and gray socks onto the bed. He stands by the bed looking at the clothes. He shrugs his shoulders looking at the same old clothes he wears everyday and is unsure what to do next.
After he has gotten dressed the man walks into a living room area where there is three metal folding chairs, opened and set up in the middle of the large room. Next to the chairs is another nightstand where there is a lamp and a picture framed resting on it. On the shelves below is a book that has been burned so that only half the book remains. Inside the book is a brown paper bag that has the design of popcorn on it. There is scorch marks from where it was by a fire but was not burnt. Next to the book are a single shoe that has been burnt and a CD case that also has been burnt. The group can still be seen on the cover, it is Rob Zombie Hellbilly Deluxe album. The man sits on the folding chair closest to the nightstand and turns on the lamp. He then picks up the framed picture and looks at it. It is the type of picture that is taken a t a photo booth at a circus. The type of picture where there is six small photos lined up on top of each other. Within the picture frame is three of the six photos and part of it has been burnt. The images show a man and a woman smearing ice cream all over each other's faces. The full detail of them cannot be seen since their faces are covered by the ice cream and the scorch marks from it being burnt has got rid of the rest.
The man places the picture frame back and looks at the other burnt items. The expression on his face is of being confused. He looks hard and long at the items like a detective trying to figure out a mystery but is unable to figure out the clues.
He makes himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a small glass of soda. After he finishes it all the man leaves his small apartment. He walks pass the same designed apartment doors as his and stops at an elevator at the end of the long hallway. The double doors open and he enters looking back down the hallway with completely black eyes. He takes out a pair of circular sunglasses from his pants pocket and places them across his eyes as the elevator doors close.
When the doors open again he enters another long hallway with the same type of designed doors but there are plaques on each one with numbers and names etched into each one. He walks down the hallway and stops at a door that has a plaque with the words - 'Dr. Elizabeth Hooks' etched on it. He knocks three times.
Enter. said a females voice from beyond the door.
He enters the room and sees a 52-year-old woman standing by a large wooden desk placing files within a skinny briefcase. Her brunette colored hair is tied back into a ponytail. She is wearing a black dress suit. She does not react to him entering and continues to fill up the briefcase. He looks around the office and notices how it is one of the most organized offices in the whole project. The shelves are full with neatly stacked folders and books. The photos, certificates, and awards are all clean and dusted. Everything on the wide wooden desk is well organized, from the container of pens and pencils to the stack of files. There is one thing that stands out from all the other stuff on the desk and that is a snow globe with a Hawaii setting. It has one palm tree; a little bamboo hut and sand that is harden to form a beach.
At the other side of the room is a couch and a recliner that is vacuumed and steam mopped every day so they look as new as the day they were bought. The only thing that is really messy in the office is the coffee table positioned on front of the couch. Crossword puzzles, brainteasers, and other types of mind-boggling magazines are piled high on it. Half the magazines are finished while the other half are being worked on.
Dr. Hooks said the man.
Yes Logan. said Dr. Hooks.
Do you have a minute? said Maxwell Logan.
Just a couple Logan. said Dr. Hooks.
I been having nightmares again. said Maxwell Logan.
Dr. Hooks stops placing the files into the briefcase and she turns around. She looks at him and sees an enigma. A man who has a well defined muscled body hiding underneath baggy clothes, an emotionless face hiding underneath sunglasses. All of that did not matter to her it was his body language that made her realize what he was feeling. A feeling of being scared, uncertain of whom he is, of being alone.
Ok, lets talk, said Dr. Hooks.
Logan sits down on the recliner chair as Dr. Hooks walks up to him. She takes off his sunglasses and looks at his completely black eyes to get a better sense of how he feels. She sits down next to him on the couch.
These nightmares of yours are just memories of what you have experienced since you awoken with no memory. I know it's hard to understand what to do with your life since you don't know your own experiences. But life is all about making new experiences. said Dr. Hooks.
Logan looks down away from her. Dr. Hooks gives him the sunglasses back and then takes out a small bag hiding under the coffee table.
I would like to try something different today Logan. It might get your mind off from your nightmares. said Dr. Hooks.
Ok. said Maxwell Logan.
She takes out two small boxes. One has the words 'Sports Trivia' and the other has the words 'Comic Crusades: Comic Book Trivia' on it. She opens the 'Sports Trivia' box.
Can you tell me who were the comedy team who wrote 'Who's on first, What's on second, and I don't know is on third? said Dr. Hooks.
Abbott and Costello. said Maxwell Logan.
Dr. Hooks' eyes widen as she becomes shocked that he knew the right answer so quickly.
Fascinating. How about something else. said Dr. Hooks.
She takes a trivia card from the 'Comic Crusade' box. She reads it first and then covers up the answer.
What is Captain America's secret identity name? said Dr. Hooks.
Steve Rogers. said Maxwell Logan.
Dr. Hooks flips over the card and reads the answer.
It is Steve Rogers. How did you know that? said Dr. Hooks.
I don't know, I really don't know. Some answers just come to me as if they were common knowledge while others I have to struggle to figure it out. Most of the time I don't know what I am saying when I say it, said Maxwell Logan.
Calm down Logan. I am sorry, maybe doing trivia questions was not the right thing to do to keep your mind off your past, said Dr. Hooks.
So what am I supposed to do then? said Maxwell Logan.
Logan the only thing I can say is go and have some fun. said Dr. Hooks, Watch a movie, write a story, start a journal, get a hobby, and go out with someone. Maybe, you should try dating, there are plenty of single females working here.
"Dating? As in fall in love with someone? said Logan.
Yes Logan, go on a date, fall in love experience new things. said Dr. Hooks.
I will try it, said Maxwell Logan.
Do or do not, there is no try, said Dr. Hooks. It's an old saying but it still works Logan. Do something fun. It might erase those bad dreams of yours and give you good ones.
Dr. Hooks places the trivia cards back underneath the coffee table.
LOGAN, REPORT TO THE COMMAND LEVEL IMMEDIATELY, said a males voice with a Russian accent transmitted over the intercom system.
They both look up at the ceiling and then at each other.
That's you, said Dr. Hooks.
Yeah. said Maxwell Logan.
He walks slowly out of the office as if the message was not of any real importance. Dr. Hooks watches him leave and then pauses to think for a moment.
Go save the world Logan, it's what you are good at. said Dr. Hooks.
Logan comes out of the elevator entering the Command Level. The doors slowly close behind him as he walks pass a large table with chairs positioned evenly around it. There are small computer screens on front of each chair. At the center of the table and on the ceiling directly above it is two satellite dish shaped objects. At the back of the level is a bald man sitting in a wheelchair looking at the main screen. There is an image of the map of the world on the main screen. There are four smaller screens on each side of the big screen. At the side of the room by a wall of semi-transparent glass panels is an older man wearing a four-star general uniform. He is pacing back and forth. As Logan walks up to the man in the wheelchair the area around Japan becomes enlarged. Logan can hear the footstep of the General pacing back and forth and looks over at him. The General looks at his watch a little worried. He sees Logan looking back at him.
Where is she? said General Welks.
I just talked with her. She is getting ready, said Maxwell Logan.
The man in the wheelchair looks at Logan.
The C.I.A. just received information from one of their sources in Japan. The Symiaki Clan has bought advanced weapons from an unknown source. The strange part is that it was shipped in a container around the size of a soda can. All information is being downloaded to the stealth now. Get down to the armory, prepare for a full house. If the situation is more than you can handle call for back up, said Robert K'zar with a Russian accent.
What about picking up Mr. Peterton? said Maxwell Logan.
He can wait, said General Welks.
Logan simply nods his head and runs to the door with the semi-transparent glass panels. It slides open and Maxwell Logan runs down the hallway as the door slides shut. The General looks at his watch again. The image on the large screen changes again and zooms into the city of Hong Kong.
A strange humming is heard as the two-satellite dish like objects flashes with a blue light. Blue energy slowly sprinkles off the objects and join together in a beautiful dance of lights. It creates a 3-D blueprint holographic image of three, one hundred story skyscrapers. Each one is the same shape and size. General Welks looks over at the fully rendered 3-D holographic image. It matches the image of the three buildings on the main screen.
The 3-D blueprint image is of the X'iang Sho Tri-Towers. It becomes brighter as the ceiling lights become turned down to less than a forth of what it was at. A couple feet away within the shadows surrounding the holographic imaging table K'zar moves in for a closer inspection of the 3-d image. He sees a dozen red dots moving around different sections of the north tower.
General Welks can be heard moving around the darkness and then he is heard walking up to the holographic table. He looks at the holographic image with a blank expression. K'zar is unable to tell what he might be thinking but he knows that there is nothing he can do about it. General Welks looks at his watch again and paces around the holographic table.
Where is she? said General Welks.
What time do you have to get there? said K'zar.
In an hour. said General Welks.
You have plenty of time, why the big hurry? said K'zar.
The low-pitched pinging noise of the elevator doors opening is heard. The light from within the elevator spreads the darkness aside revealing K'zar and General Welks. Dr. Hooks steps out of the elevator.
It's about time, what took you so long? said General Welks.
Dr. Hooks steps out of the elevator and then walks towards the semitransparent paneled glass door. The double elevator doors close behind her and the room becomes dark again. Light brightens the room again as the semi-transparent glass paneled door slides open. Dr. Hooks stands in the door way waiting.
Aren't you coming? We're going to be late, said Dr. Hooks.
General Welks looks at K'zar and then walks away from the holographic table.
Good luck. said K'zar.
General Welks stops in the doorway watching Dr. Hooks walk down the brightly lit hallway. He then turns around and looks back at K'zar.
K'zar, why did you lower the brightness of the lights? said General Welks.
It is better to see the holographic images with the lights lowered, said K'zar.
Inform me when he completes the mission. said General Welks.
Of course General Welks. said K'zar.
General Welks looks at the holographic image and then disappears down the hallway. The door slides close and the darkness fills the room once again. K'zar watches the red dots moves across the 3-D blue print of the north tower and can only imagine what they are doing.
This is an Awsome story and I can't wait to read the next chapter...I was on th edge of my computer chair as I was reading it. Dewa Mata,Niji-Hana Otaku Sovereign"Innoscence Activate!"
code named: blackmail
written by m.r.smith 2008
chapter 2
The lonely and boring days of National Inquirer reporter Chris Carter has brought him to a dust covered back road in the middle of a large desert region surrounded by mountains. He has driven four hundred miles because of an e-mail sent to him from a man he does not know and has never met. Chris Carter rented a small uncomfortable and small, two-door car and followed a map that was attached to the e-mail to a location in the middle of nowhere. His tall, six foot, eight inches, wide framed body is glad to get out of the car and stretch. But he has accepted the lesser of two evils, so to speak. He has left the cramped air-conditioned atmosphere of the small car for the blazing hot desert. Sweat drips from his forehead across his face. He wipes it with his shirtsleeve and then rechecks his digital camera. Chris Carter takes a picture of the bright blue sky, the wide-open desert floor and a large rocky mountain range several miles away.
Where in the blue blazes is he? said Chris Carter.
As if on que, a dust cloud floats over a small hill following a dirt road towards the main road. The clanking sound of metal scrapping follows the dust cloud. Chris Carter watches the dust cloud move and then notices the glint of red metal. He places a hand over his eyes blocking the sun for a moment so he can see what is coming towards him. A rusty red colored, 1950's ford pick up crawls slowly down the dirt road. The image of the old truck and the dust cloud trailing behind it looks so weird to him that he snaps off a couple of pics with his digital camera.
The truck turns onto the main road without even stopping to look both ways for any vehicles coming down both directions. It pulls up to the front of the small car. The trucks monstrous size seems to make the small car cower with fright. The trucks engine stops with a banging noise and a man in his mid-seventies walks out. The wrinkles on his face and his white hair gives the expression that he is old but his upper torso shows a well in shape man. He is wearing blue overalls and thick brown boats with no t-shirt. He looks like he could have come from a magazine for country farmers.
Are you Mr. Jackson Little? said Chris Carter.
Reckon I am, said Jackson Little. Are you that fella from the magazine?
The National Inquirer, yes. said Chris Carter.
He walks up to Jackson Little and holds out his hand to shake his as a friendly gesture. Jackson Little looks at it and then spits out a large wad of gum he was chewing. The gum lands by the front tire of the small rented car. Chris Carter slowly pulls back his hand disgusted by what Jackson Little just did.
So, Mr. Little what is it you wanted to show me? said Chris Carter.
A U.F.O. Mr. Carter. said Jackson Little. An actual U.F.O.?
A U.F.O. . . . . mmm right. said Chris Carter, This was a wasted trip, good day Mr. Little have a fun time U.F.O.. hunting.
Chris Carter turns off his digital camera and opens the driver side front door but he does not enter the car. Jackson Little releases a high-pitched whistle. Chris Carter turns around and sees Jackson Little taking his fingers out from his mouth and then points into the sky. Chris Carter turns around and looks into the sky over the mountain range. He squints his eyes concentrating on a sparkle of light coming from the other side of the mountain range. Chris Carter raises his digital camera and zooms onto the glittering object. He sees a fuzzy image if a triangle shaped object. Chris Carter whips his head around looking at Jackson Little. He has a wide smile across his face as he leans against the front of his truck. Chris Carter looks back at the sky, snapping picture after picture of the sparkling object. As it flies closer and closer the object becomes more in focus. Chris Carter recognizes the object as a 1990's model F-117 series Stealth Fighter. Which to him is strange since the military does not use that model for more than five years.
Mr. Little, that's not a U.F.O., it's a stealth fighter that has not been in service for years, said Chris Carter.
I would not stop taking pictures if I was you Mr. Carter. said Jackson Little.
He removes a pack of Wriggles Spearmint Gum from his pants and shoves four sticks into his mouth. Jackson Little smiles again and points back up into the sky. Chris Carter looks back up to the sky and notices the stealth plane flying high in the sky above them very quickly. Chris Carter points his digital camera up in the air, snapping photo after photo. His eyes widen as he witnesses something he thought he would never see. The stealth plane slowly changes its color turning into a glass like triangle shaped object. The only thought going across Chris Carter's mind is the word 'Invisible.' He watches the invisible stealth plane disappear into a group of white clouds floating off in the distance. Chris Carter lowers his digital camera and stares at Jackson Little. He eyes are wide and his smile seems frozen across his face.
Toldja so. said Jackson Little
Jackson Little chews the gum and then blows out a large white bubble. It pops and becomes stuck on his nose. He removes it off his nose and chews it again. Chris Carter leans against his car with an expression of pure shock and pure excitement.
code named: blackmail chapter 3
- chapter three -
Once one of the biggest cities in the world, Hong Kong prosperous journey has now become one of the world's dirtiest cities. At the northern edge of the center of Hong Kong lays the X'iang Sho Tri-Towers. It was once one of the largest buildings in Hong Kong, now it is the eighth largest building. On the world scale, it now ranks equal with the Eiffel Tower and the Empire State building as a once powerful symbol that has been reduced to a lonely tourist attraction. But like that old saying goes 'Never judge a book by its cover.'
An object that looks like a triangle shaped piece of large glass flies above the X'iang Sho Tri-Towers and heads towards the other end of the city. The triangle shaped piece of large glass floats above a small park. Gusts of air push the top branches of several rows of trees that border around a grassy field. A sparkle of blue energy form around the triangle shaped glass object. It changes colors from white to gray to black. The object turns into a 1990's model F-117 series stealth plane. The stealth planes landing gear extend outwards and then it lands on the ground. Two doors open up from underneath the stealth plane. A ramp lowers and Maxwell Logan, wearing military styled clothes riding a black Ninja series motorcycle comes racing down the ramp and across the grassy field. As it drives away the stealth plane and its landing gear sparkles with blue energy. It changes from black to gray to a glass like substance.
Under the bright starry night the X'iang Sho Tri-Towers stand barely glittering above the business district below. Not many lights are on at any of its floors. The year of the dragon celebration has closed the section of the city down. Only the really poor citizens and maintenance crews are present at this time of night. An old street lady slowly pushes a squeaking, shopping cart of clanking, recyclable soda cans down the street. Nobody cares about her; nobody even cares about the maintenance personal that can be seen vacuuming the offices within the X'iang Sho north Tower. The area is so dead that no one even cares about a black Ninja series motorcycle driving up to the north side tower.
Logan raises his head looking up at the north tower and then at the west tower. The two out of the three towers are barely seen reflected across the motorcycle helmet. He is wearing a small military styled backpack around his back and two gun holsters with two handguns around his thighs. He gets off the motorcycle and than he starts climbing up the side of the west tower. He grips the grooved concrete walls with gloved hands and booted feet. He climbs quickly up the side, passing floor after floor like he was unafraid of heights and of being caught. He stops around the fifty-second floor. Logan looks around making sure he has not brought attention to himself. He sees the old poor lady below him pushing a shopping cart and then he looks at the nearest window where he sees a maintenance person vacuuming inside the building. The maintenance person does not see him. He continues climbing up the side of the wall passing the 60th floor. A gust of wind pushes by him wrinkling his clothes. Logan looks up towards the night sky where the gust of wind emanated from. He sees clouds building up blocking the blanket of stars. It looks to him like a storm might be brewing. He continues to climb up until he reaches the 86th floor where he stops. He steps onto a small ledge on front of a window and turns around to look at the opposite building. He notices the windows are dark and thick and not one light is on from the twenty-second floor up to the top floor. He bends his knees getting the right angle to jump and then he pushes himself away from the building. With a type of super human strength he jumps into the air and flies across the open area towards the north tower.
At street level the poor lady looks up and sees Logan jump from the west tower to the north tower. To her he looks like one of those winged squirrels jumping from tree branch to tree branch. She shakes her head and throws away the glass bottle she had been drinking from.
Across the dark glass windows of the north towers, the reflected image of Maxwell Logan grows from small to large as he floats closer to the sixty-third floor of the north tower. He crosses his arms across his chest as he cannonballs through the window shattering the thick dark glass inside the room. A small amount of glass falls outside of the tower.
Logan slowly rises up off the glass littered carpeted floor. Slivers of glass rain off his body as he looks around. He sees two chairs and a desk resting alone in the large room. It looks like an abandoned office. The image of the room changes to a type of x-ray view. Logan is able to see through the walls into the surrounding rooms and hallways. He sees and hears the noise of six male soldiers carrying large machine guns, running towards the room he is in. He prepares for their arrival by removing the two hand guns from their holsters on his thighs and points them to the office door. The handguns are around the size and shape of Glock series guns. Red lazer beams shoot out form under the barrel of each gun as several blinking lights flash on and off on the side of the guns. The six soldiers come crashing into the room. They are six Japanese security guards, but they are not dressed as normal security guards. They are wearing clothes that look more like heavy weapons S.W.A.T.T. styled gear. Maxwell Logan fires his guns at the guards dodging their incoming stream of bullets. But bullets do not emerge from his handguns but little glowing blue spheres. They do not burst through the guard's bodies but instead explode and then wrap an electrical net around the there bodies knocking them unconscious.
A couple minutes' later Logan races down a maintenance hallway where he reaches an elevator shaft. He squeezes his fingers in between the two doors and opens it up. He looks down the shaft and sees the elevator near the bottom of the shaft. Logan reaches into his backpack and takes out climbing gear. He hooks it up to an 'I' beam at the side of the shaft. He hooks up a box to the 'I' beam and then pulls out a pencil thin steel rope from the box. He connects the steel rope to a clip that resembles a glove. He puts the glove on one of his hands and then he jumps. His weight pulls the steel rope from the black box slowly gliding him down the shaft. Small red lights blink on and off one side of the black box. Logan descends slowly down the elevator reaching the 32nd floor where he stops. He swings his legs back and forth moving towards the elevator door of the 32nd floor. His feet catch the edge of the elevator shaft and then he releases the glove and holds onto the edges of the elevator door. He squeezes his fingers in between the two doors and then pulls the two doors open but the elevator doors does not slide aside instead they bend into the elevator shaft. As the metal bends it makes a scrapping noise.
He stands in the open elevator doorway and realizes that he is not alone. Four armed security guards stand within the hallway aiming their large machine guns at him. Unafraid of what he is looking at, Maxwell Logan decides not to fire at them, instead he flips backwards into the elevator shaft disappearing from the security guards sight. The guards are shocked at his action. They slowly walk to the elevator shaft and look down it. Logan surprises them again as he flips over them and lands into the hallway behind the security guards. He quickly turns around and fires his guns at the guards. Bluish spheres of energy fly at the guards at speeds that would make their machine guns seem antique. Before they could have a chance to fire their weapons they are hit with an energy net knocking them unconscious. Logan stands in the hall preparing for more attacks but none come.
He runs down more hallways heading towards the center of the floor. He finds that all the hallways connect to a large domed structure with four thick steel doors. He opens a small compartment under the back of the backpack and removes a small black box. He places the black box on the control panel by the thick steel door. A row of four lights, beep on and off on the black box as the control panel lights up. A low-pitched beeping noise is heard as the metal door opens up. A low-pitched noise of air blowing is heard as the door opens. Logan enters the domed structure.
Logan stops on top of a metal walkway looking down into a very large room. The dome structure has metal walls and a metal roof. Metal walkways circle the whole lab with metal staircases going down them on front of them. He notices several different machines that are used for molding metal objects surround an inner domed room. The roof of the inner doomed room has semitransparent glass, which he can see the lights are on within it. He sees the objects the machines make piled up on top of dozen of tables. He notices how the objects are placed together to form weapons of all sizes and shapes. Logan walks down the metal staircase and sees how there is dozens of weapons not fully packed within wooden shipping crates. Some fluorescent lights are still on within the room above the workstations that assemble the weapons.
Logan stops at the entrance to the inner lab and takes out another small black box from his backpack again. He hooks it up to the keypad next to the lab door. Little lights blink on and off and then they all come on at the same time. A clicking noise is heard as the door unlocks and opens. A rush of wind hurries out of the airtight seal blowing around the soldier. In the middle of the lab surrounded by weird looking lab equipment he sees two one foot by four inch diameter cylinders filled with a gold slimy substance. Logan unclips one side of his backpack, takes it off and then opens it up. He unhooks the two canisters from the machine that they rest in and puts them within the backpack. He turns to exit the inner lab area when he hears the metal doors to the domed, structured room opening up and several guards coming into the room. He places his backpack back on and then removes the handguns from their holsters.
Logan steps out of the inner lab and then pretends to crack his neck by moving it side to side. He stands still and then looks at six security guards coming towards him. He shoots at the guards that are directly on front of him first and then he runs onto the metal case where he kicks himself off with one leg flipping himself backwards and then fires at the security guards at the opposite end of the room.
Blue energy spheres erupt around the room knocking the security guards unconscious. After a few minutes the six security guards that entered the lab are now laying on the metal walkways and around the lab unconscious. Logan looks around and then places the guns back into the holsters and then opens small pockets on the sides of the backpack. He removes devices that look like a small digital clock and gray clay. He walks around the room dropping the devices across the molding machines and weapon assembly tables.
Underneath the peaceful night sky of Hong Kong an exquisitely preserved park hides a secret that cannot be seen. A stealth plane that is invisible to the naked eye rests on a small grassy field. The only sign of its existence is five birds sitting comfortably on nothing but air. It looks like that they are frozen in the air then actually sitting on something. Within the cockpit the pilot watches a movie on a small screen.
Arkon, this is K'zar, Blackmail is heading out get ready to pick him up. said the voice of K'zar over the communications unit.
Gotcha. said the voice of Arkon.
The stealth plane starts up as lights blaze forth across gauges, knobs and mini computer screens.
The invisible aircraft shakes as the engines starts up. The birds fly off and scatter into the night sky. With a gust of air the invisible aircraft slowly raises vertically into the air as two double doors open and a ramp lowers to the ground.
At the X'iang Sho Tri-Towers Logan runs down a narrow hallway towards an emergency stairs exit door. He knocks the metal door down with his shoulder and continues running down the staircase following it downwards. Logan encounters two guards. He does not stop as he takes out his two handguns from their holsters and then shoots the two guards knocking them unconscious. He hears the noise of footsteps running down the staircase above him. He continues running down the stairs until he gets to the bottom floor where he kicks down the back exit door. Logan takes out a small device that looks like a tape recorder, pushes a red button and then throws it into the building. He closes the exit door and then he takes out a small torch welder. He melts the lock and the door handle but stops when he hears a 'POOF' sound and sees smoke coming from the cracks around the door. Outside the back of the building a Ninja series motorcycle waits hiding down the back alleyway. Logan jumps onto it and drives away speeding down the back roads.
At the park the invisible stealth plane waits patiently as air from its vertical thrusters blow air across the grassy field. The motorcycle speeds across the grassy field and drives up the lowered ramp disappearing into the invisible aircraft. The ramp rises back into the aircraft and the double doors close behind it. The invisible stealth plane floats into the air and then zooms across the night sky blending with the stars.
Within the Tri-Towers the guards that had been knocked unconscious now wake up to the hustle of their fellow guards trying to figure out what had just happened. Bright red lights and alarms scream around them making their headaches worse.
A group of three Japanese men who are wearing normal every day suits rush into the domed structure. The smaller man of the three becomes angry as he looks at the destroyed machines, the shattered weapons, and the cracked inner lab with only one eye. His right eye is white and three scars run down his forehead across his white eye and down his check. He climbs down the metal staircase toward the inner lab. The other two men follow him. They enter the inner lab and checks on the machines where the two one foot by four-inch diameter cylinders were located. He slams his fists on the counter area after finding out the two cylinders are missing. One of the other men he is with taps him on the shoulder and points to a cabinet that looks like a mini fridge on the opposite side of the lab. The man turns his head and stares at the mini fridge. He reaches over and opens a hidden panel under the mini fridge. Within the hidden storage area there are two small tubes, the size of his thumb filled with a golden slimy substance. He smiles as he takes out each tube. The two men that are with him stand quietly not saying a word.


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I don't know what to do. Where's the manual, the training course, for this job? Whom do I ask? Where do I go?
Debt of Honor ended with Tom Clancy's most shocking conclusion ever; a joint session of Congress destroyed, the President dead, most of the Cabinet and the Congress dead, the Supreme Court and the Joint Chiefs likewise. Dazed and confused, the man who only minutes before had been confirmed as the new Vice-President of the United States is told that he is now President.
President John Patrick Ryan.
And that is where Executive Orders begins. Ryan had agreed to accept the vice-presidency only as a caretaker for a year, and now, suddenly an incalculable weight has fallen on his shoulders. How do you run a government without a government? Where do you even begin? With stunning force, Ryan's responsibilities crush on him. He must calm an anxious and grieving nation, allay the skepticism of the world's leaders, conduct a swift investigation of the tragedy, and arrange a massive state funeral–all while attempting to reconstitute a Cabinet and a Congress with the greatest possible speed.
But that is not all. Many eyes are on him now, and many of them are unfriendly. In Beijing, Tehran, and other world capitals, including Washington D.C., there are those eager to take advantage where they may, some of whom bear a deep animus toward the United States–some of whom, from Ryan's past, harbor intense animosity toward the new President himself. Soon they will begin to move on their opportunities; soon they will present Jack Ryan with a crisis so big even he cannot imagine it.
Tom Clancy has written remarkable novels before, but nothing comparable to the timeliness and drama of Executive Orders. Filled with the exceptional realism and intricate plotting that are his hallmarks, it attests to the words of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch: "This man can tell a story."
"Clancy, the longtime top gun of the military thriller, has taken a major step toward becoming something even better: a top-notch novelist for anyone who loves a powerful story…What sets this book apart is that for the first time, Clancy has gotten inside Jack Ryan's head, finally letting us see the real person behind the super-action hero." —Boston Globe
"A wild ride…Clancy's storytelling gifts are unmatched in the political/military thriller genre. Executive Orders has everything the Tom Clancy lover needs: An unholy pantheon of foreign heads of state, bomber militia men, sleeper assassins, kidnapping terrorists, good men gone bad and bad men gone worse." —San Francisco Chronicle
"[Clancy's] in top form. Executive Orders is more complex, more thoughtful, more exciting than anything he's written before." —Detroit News
"There is no doubting the wizardry of his craft…he is the honest-to-God creator of an exciting genre and a consistent producer of books that thunder, absorb, and entertain." —Los Angeles Times


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Noun: Generally a small, raggedy place (usually a bar or a club) that has very low quality equipment, furniture, etc but sometimes will provide the best variety of entertainment on any given night. Defining characteristics include: holes in walls/ceilings, nonflushing toilets, a ceiling fan instead of central air, $5 "to get in", and only one bartender. Most of these types of places are found in the country and in the south.
"Man, forget all that upscale crap!! Tonite I am going to the hole in the wall!"
"I heard that the hole in the wall on the other side of town got shut down by the city because it failed the building inspection".
"If you wanna go and have a good time without getting too fresh, try going to the hole in the wall"
"I heard that the hole in the wall on the other side of town got shut down by the city because it failed the building inspection".
"If you wanna go and have a good time without getting too fresh, try going to the hole in the wall"
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UK Hole In The Wall, Cash Machine (ATM)
"Damn! Im Outta Cash, wheres the Hole In The Wall"
de Stu Sklinar 10 septembre 2005
British slanguage: " the hole in the wall"- Automatic Teller Machine (ATM)
"I'm going out now & will stop by & pick up some cash at "the hole in the wall"
de Chazzie Angeles 21 février 2004
A public beach in Pointe au Baril, Ontario, following the definition of a hidden-away seedy location. Dangerous games and foolish drunken endeavors ensue. A gem of a place.
Nowhere to go, let's jam at hole in the wall
de pabmookie 26 septembre 2010
A place where a guy would put his dick for women to play with.
I just Played with that stick that is in the hole in the wall last Night!
de Jasber 30 août 2010
when one puts ones penis through a hole in a public toilet cubicle wall, and recieves a low job off person in the next cubicle.
that man just gave me a kick-ass blow job, thorugh the hole in the wall.
de horny bitch 2 avril 2006
when a man goes in to a public toilet with a hole in the wall, and puts his cock in it, he then waits for another man in another cubicle to suck him off.
i stuck my huge ass cock through the hole in the wall and this man blew, sucked and tugged on it. i couldn't help cum all over his face.


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I l.o.v.e. this idea. You definitely hit the mark.ReplyDelete
Wow I LOVE this. I hope I remember this when I have kids.ReplyDelete
Brilliant and Beautiful! Thanks for inspiring Emily!ReplyDelete
great idea!!! I loved that challenge by Susan Hillis too! I love the idea to put them in jars - super cute and FREE! ;)ReplyDelete
I love this....I hope you don't mind I am copying it! :)ReplyDelete
OMW, Emily, I love this idea! With two girls of my own, I am constantly reminded of the challenges of raising them in this world. What a great way to remind them of the importance of our Saviour and to remind us parents that it takes active prayer for our kids. Thank you for sharing! I pinned it for the rest of my friends to see too!ReplyDelete
LOVE THIS!!!ReplyDelete
thank you for the inspiration, emily. i have been struggling with the baskets this year. we cut out the excess last year, but i wanted to also up the truth factor. i think a verse in an egg is it! and i LOVE the focus of picking and praying one for the year. happy weekend to your clan! he is risen!ReplyDelete
love love love it! You're so thoughtful! happy EasterReplyDelete
LOVE this idea!!!ReplyDelete
I love this! Can't wait to have kiddos of my own to do this with :)ReplyDelete
emily, i love this! i find myself feeling the same way at Christmas and Easter. i think i am going to have to start a new Easter tradition as well :)ReplyDelete
this is great. way to keep easter about Jesus!ReplyDelete
This is a great idea! Almost brought me to tears how sweet it is to have a verse you picked out for each child and pray for them. What a kind heart you have and an inspiration you are to me!ReplyDelete
I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!ReplyDelete
I have the same exact feelings!
I just can't help myself
And check it...
while reading this...the part about things needing to change, Josh Wilson's "Something's gotta change" was playing in my kitchen.
HAPPY EASTER to you and your beautiful family!!!!!!!
Such a great tradition!! Love it. I love the idea of starting them with a tradition like this when they are young so that they don't become all about the "gfits" they get for Easter and Christmas. Thanks for sharing! :))ReplyDelete
what a beautiful idea! i love this.ReplyDelete
This is a very wonderful idea! I was just blogging about the importance this morning :)ReplyDelete
I really love this. Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
I love this idea. We keep our baskets very simple, and also do activities like resurection rolls to reinforce the understanding of Easter. I love adding a special verse for each child.ReplyDelete
Such a beutiful idea Emily! Happy Easter! He is Risen! (Jumping the gun a bit but pretty sure I will be too busy to leave that on your blog on Sunday)ReplyDelete
those are freaking adorable and God focused. i heart you.ReplyDelete
What a wonderful idea! I did something like this a few years ago for a special group of former students. I chose a verse for each of them the first day of their senior year and prayed it over them until graduation. I then framed the verses and gave them to them as graduation presents. :)ReplyDelete
i love this idea, emily. thanks so much for sharing.ReplyDelete
what a beautiful idea. love it.ReplyDelete
I like this idea.ReplyDelete
When putting together my son's basket I wanted to include a book but couldn't find any that I really liked... all the books that explained Easter, in my opinion, would have scared the daylights out of him. They talked about how Jesus died and was nailed to a cross and how he was dead for three days, which did happen, but that's not what I want to drill into his heart and mind. I want to drill the love God feels for him.
I think the verses are a non-scary, easy way to share how you love them and God does too! :)
This is amazing! Exactly the kind of thing I have been looking for!ReplyDelete
Wow! I love the idea of picking out a specific verse and using it all year to pray. I have no kiddos, but I might do that for my husband!ReplyDelete
This is an awesome idea! And I love the idea of praying a specific verse over each child for the year. Amazing.ReplyDelete
I don't even have kids yet, but I am so not really a fan of turning Easter into just a candy egg hunt. So I'm saving up ideas like this for when the time comes. :)ReplyDelete
This is an awesome idea!!!!!!! I haven't picked a verse to pray for each of my children yet but I surely plan to and if I can get a verse I will add it to their baskets since I already have them.ReplyDelete
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What a great way to celebrate Easter and show your children how to delight in scripture!! Lovely :)ReplyDelete
nice, meaningful easter tradition. thanks for sharing it (:ReplyDelete
I love this idea!!ReplyDelete
I love this!!!! I think I'll go finish off the salsa so I can do this ;)ReplyDelete
that is a great idea! i may steal this for when my baby is older :) lots of people forget what Easter is all aboutReplyDelete
I LOVE this!!!! I knew I was seriously messed up when I found myself staring at the candy at the store thinking "I'll go home and throw away all the left over Halloween candy and replace it with this!" What the heck?!!!! Only in America would I ever think such a crazy thing! I will be doing this too. I love love love it!!! Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
This is an adorable and great idea! I love that you put so much thought into which verse to give to each child, too.ReplyDelete
that is so great!ReplyDelete
Wow, this is beautiful and it totally makes me want to do this and take back all the silly gifts I bought at TArget yesterday. Thanks for this post.ReplyDelete
oh, how wonderful!ReplyDelete
love it, especially the verse praying for each kid.
beautiful. praise jesus, HE IS RISEN!
ok wish I would have read this post earlier than today... such a GREAT Idea.. I lost my verse among the move but you just motivated me to find them again! thanks for helping me keep my eyes fixed on Jesus!ReplyDelete
love this verse idea.ReplyDelete
prepare to be copied lots,
put me at the top of the list:)
thanks for sharing your beautiful ideas and wisdom.
Thank you for sharing this! I know many of us share the desire to "pare it back" and encourage gratitude and understanding in our kids. You have some wonderful ideas here and I thank you for sharing them!ReplyDelete
OH! This is great! What a good idea... a verse for each child!ReplyDelete
What a great idea. I want to pray scriptures for my kids too and involving them in the knowledge that something specific is prayed for them is great. Thanks for the idea.ReplyDelete


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I always enjoy books that tell a story of someone's life and this one, A Million Bucks by 30 [3] [3], about how Alan Corey "overcame a crap job, stingy parents, and a useless degree to become a millionaire before (or after) turning thirty," was no exception. To get a feel for the guy, I think you have to start at the dedication. You know those pages right before the title page where the author thanks a few choice people like a half second Academy Awards acceptance speech? This is what his said:
This amazingly awesome book is dedicated to my parents, Nancy and Larry. Mom, don't worry, there shouldn't be any embarrassing grammar mistakes. Dad, thanks for buying this before it hits the bargain bin." (those would be the stingy parents he referred to on the cover page)
The second "dedication page" reads: "Just to be clear, this amazingly awesome book is not dedicated to my sister, Jill." You can get a sense that the book is probably going to be an entertaining read… you wouldn't be wrong. 🙂
So, what is this book about? Alan Corey's life. He, like many young people, decided he was going to become a millionaire by thirty. He didn't sit around and envision the perfect future, he didn't wish and hope that good things would happen to him, he moved. He didn't know what he was going to do when he got to where he was going, but he acted. This book is about all the crazy things Alan did. Some of them got him closer to his goal of a million bucks, some of them just got him to the next day, all of them are crazy stories and ridiculously entertaining to read.
Besides being a man of action, Alan is resourceful. Many of us unlearn the things we learned to survive in college, he learned to adapt them and use those skills to improve his life. In college, many people are frugal. By the time we get a five figure job and enter the real world, we think we've made it. We think the days of ramen are over and we can start living the high life! Not Alan, those resourcefulness skills just have more weapons to play with! Heck, the guy is making a decent wage ($40k in NYC is rough, but decent) but still plays "How Cheap Can I Go?"
So, how about these great stories? Chapter 10: Tripped Out is an awesome chapter about how he would try to get on television shows. The first story he talks about is Change of Heart. On Change of Heart, one half of a couple would go out on a date and decide whether to stick with her current boyfriend or go with the new one. Alan auditioned, got cast, and he was the new guy for this girl. He was in it for the free food and drink plus the $350 appearance fee. What's funny is that the girl did have a change of heart, picked him, but they never saw each other again! He goes on to talk about a few other shows, how to use creativity to get on them, and other entertaining nuggets of randomness that make the book a fun read. (here's a video montage of his appearances [4])
So, I bet now you're burning to find out how Alan, in playing "How Cheap Can I Go?" and appearing on random television shows, reaches a million bucks? Real estate. That's right, Alan saves up, borrows, and eventually makes his bank on real estate deals. Why do we need yet another book about real estate especially in this awful housing market? It's because this book isn't about real estate, it's about how to fight and claw your way to your dreams. The difference with this book is that you get to follow Alan's life from the beginning. You start when he graduates college and has no idea what the heck his MIS degree means to when he appears on Queer Eye (season one, gets $15k worth of free stuff!) to when he borrows money from his mom to when he starts entering the real estate world. It's not an instruction manual on any one thing, it's a testament to the fact that everyone's path is different and Alan's was merely more exciting than most. 🙂
I really enjoyed this book and Alan was kind enough to send me an extra copy, so leave a comment about your favorite game show TV moment and I'll draw a name next week. The winner will receive a signed copy of A Million Bucks by 30.


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Semex Holstein Sires Dominate the Royal Agricultural Winter Fair
Semex Holstein Sires Dominate the Royal Agricultural Winter Fair
Following a remarkable show season and an impressive World Dairy Expo, Semex's Braedale Goldwyn continued to show the world why he is so dominant in the show ring, siring an impressive 27% of the entire Canadian National Holstein Show at the Royal Agricultural Winter Fair in Toronto, Ontario!
Goldwyn's remarkable accomplishments and his resume continues to grow, as he was once again named the Premier Sire, siring seven class winners including: Intermediate Champion; Reserve Intermediate Champion; Honorable Mention Intermediate Champion; Grand Champion & Best Udder of the Show; Reserve Grand Champion; Honorable Mention Grand Champion; and the Production Award Winner!
Just like at World Dairy Expo, visitors from around the world anxiously awaited Goldwyn daughters to enter the ring. These ladies needed no introduction, being known by their short names alone and included… Happy Go Lucky, Barbara, Cameron, Monique, Bubble Gum, Allie, Chalou, and of course Hailey, all of which dazzled the crowd.
Goldwyn winnings:
• 1st Intermediate Calf: Petitclerc Goldwyn Sidney
• 1st Milking Yrlg: R-E-W Happy Go Lucky
• HM Inter Champion & 1st Sr 2 Yr Old: Butz-Butler Gold Barbara
• Res Inter Champion & 1st Jr 3 Yr Old: Robrook Goldwyn Cameron
• Hon. Mention Grand, Inter Champion & 1st Sr 3 Yr Old: Cookview Goldwyn Monique
• 1st 5 Yr Old: Wendon Goldwyn Allie
• Royal Supreme Champion, Holstein Grand Champion, Best Udder of Show & 1st Aged Cow: RF Goldwyn Hailey
• Res. Sr Champion, Best Bred & Owned of Show & 2nd Aged Cow: Ebyholme Goldwyn Marcia
• 5 Yr Old Class: 1st – 3rd
• Mature Cow Class: 1st – 4th
The Royal also featured numerous Semex sires that impressed visitors from the heifer classes through the Longtime Production classes. These sires demonstrated Semex's complete offering from the show's beginning to its end including:
• 191 head or 58% of the show were 200HO daughters
• 35 different Semex sires were represented
• 93 daughters placed in the top 10 of their classes
• 35 were in the top three of their classes
• Production Award Winner, Goldenflo Lheros Bubble Gum
• Semex sired 10 class winners
o Goldwyn (7): see above
o 0200HO05588 Comestar Lauthority, a HealthSmart™ and ShowTime™ sire: The Jr. Champion & 1st Sr Calf, MD-Dun-Loafin Lauth Elli
o 0200HO05592 Crackholm Fever, a Repromax™, HealthSmart, Robot Ready™ and Show Time sire: 1st Summer Yrlg, Co-Vale Fever Camila
o TCET Lyster: 1st Longtime Production Cow, Starbrite Lyster Lyndsay
With top placings in all classes from a variety of sires offering both profitability and longevity, Semex and code 200 sires really are Genetics for Life.
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What if? I speak with empathy for our men and women who serve us by putting their life and well being at risk in the performance of their job. Yes, John Doe Public has a lot to be thankful for in our law enforcement.
The conviction of Sheriff Shirley and his men in subduing a bank robber resisting arrest by fleeing law enforcement on a high speed chase was putting the officers and the general public in great danger. Subduing this man was not a tea party gathering.
I read every day of law enforcement using bullets for subduing criminals resisting arrest, instead of their feet. Whether it's hands, feet or a bullet, men of the law don't always have a choice. Is this point not worthy of consideration?
Here's the what if of this situation as I see it. Any man who is honest with himself, knows that he is capable of excessive anger. Especially when he sees the potential danger to innocent life and the officers who we're putting their life at risk in this subduing of this man.
If any innocent life would have been taken or officers who were involved killed or injured, we wouldn't be talking about Haines' civil rights. To me, this man lost his civil rights the moment he resisted arrest by not surrendering to law enforcement.
Whether you use your hands, your feet or a bullet - your job as an officer of the law is to subdue the person breaking the law. Apparently, the sheriff and his men were in agreement in the subduing of Haines. As I said before, if Haines would have caused the death or injury of innocent people - you wouldn't be talking about his civil rights.
In seeking some information about Sheriff Shirley from a waitress in a restaurant he visited often, she had known him for a long time - she gave high marks for him as a man of character.
John Doe Citizen knows when there's a miscarriage of justice. The jury in this case may not have considered the possible danger of death and injury this man posed in his resisting arrest. I guess we can assume, they would have kept their anger in a box in arresting a man who had no regard for innocent life or the laws of our society. Let's hope so.
I know I'm only one - but I think Sheriff Shirley and his men deserve another trial to correct this miscarriage of justice. Law abiding citizens need to have the backs of our lawmen.


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"I remember thinking to myself, 'Lord, please don't let this boat capsize," The X Factor judge told PEOPLE at the Television Critics Association meeting in Beverly Hills. "Please let us get to shore in one safe, sound piece. I just want to see tomorrow."
The 32-year-old was on a whale-watching cruise with friends when they lost sight of the boat they'd been following.
Suddenly there was "no more shore, no more land, we're seeing no more of the buoys, no more of the boats passing by – it's just in the middle of nowhere, so we realized that we're lost," she says.
It was 1:35 p.m. and Rowland and her pals tried to call for help on their cellphones, but since they were so far from shore, no one had a signal.
"I was like, 'Please, Lord, give me two bars,'" she remembers. "He gave me two bars and we contacted some folks that were on land and they helped us."
The Coast Guard sent a towboat operator to escort them to Provincetown, but it wasn't an easy cruise back to civilization.
"The waves coming in were like 5 to 10 feet high and the boat was only a 27-foot boat and it felt like forever to get back to shore," Rowland says. They arrived at the dock at 11:47 p.m. – more than 10 hours after they realized they were lost.
Rowland laughs about the adventure now, but admits that she doesn't want to get on another boat "for a long time – a very long time."
The new season of The X Factor premieres Sept. 11 on Fox.


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An expression to describe a person who is too cute at heart to be mean or kick another person's ass. They may at times express an urge to kick someone's ass but those who know them know that they are, in fact, too cute to perform such an act and therefore cannot take them too seriously and refer to them as "cutevicious".
"Boop you are too cute when you are mad! You are cutevicious!"
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Editor, Hello to all in Elkins. My name is Anastasia Chewning. My father was Rudy Jr. Chewning, and his momma and father were Rudy and Mabel Chewning....
I want to thank all the people who are sharing this and getting ahold of me, I'm in contact with some very nice people.Thank you.
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