When the giant guards let us pass through the giant gates, the bus soon came to a stop not far from the gate and in the snap of a finger, men dressed like soldiers ran in an orderly manner to stand in front of the bus, barricading it from moving any further.

　　My heart skipped a beat.

　　The driver died the engines and slowly turned to face me. "As much I would like to see this one through, Lass, I beg your pardon but I don't think I have the effrontery to come face ...