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watch.
    “Ma’am? Would you like to take a seat and
be dealt in?” The dealer enquired courteously, while watching her suspicious
lurking carefully. Isabella shook her head, regarding the dealer with disdain.
She knew what the Teacher had told her, these were decadent people who might
try to tempt her with their filthy ways, and he was right. No, she couldn’t be
swayed from her path. Isabella would carry out the plan. She lingered a while
longer, and then stepped up onto the empty chair by the table, before mounting
the table itself.
    “Ma’am!” The dealer called out in protest,
but didn’t do anything. The three gamblers at the table decried her, but she
was oblivious to their protestations.
    “Silence!” Isabella yelled out, garnering
the full attention of not only those at the table, but passersby and those
playing at other tables. “Too long has the Earth been subject to people such as
you, to people who care not for Her needs and Her wants, Her cries of pain as
we plunder Her to build shopping malls and parking lots and places such as
this!” Isabella recited carefully, remembering each word the Teacher had told
her to say when the time was right.
    “Shut the hell up, lady, and get off the
table!” One of the gamblers at the table told her, reaching up a hand to grab
her arm. Isabella swatted it away. She could see security people were already
closing in on her. She looked quickly at her watch. Just another couple of
minutes, then it would be time.
     
    “It looks like we’ve got a crazy at
blackjack table twelve, Chief.” Jim announced.
    “Put it on the main monitor.” Roy
instructed with a sigh. Perhaps he would be late for his date after all, he
thought. Jim pressed some keys then, on the large central monitor, the image of
the woman standing on the blackjack table appeared. She seemed to be talking.
    “Wilson and Simms are moving in.” Kyle
reported.
    “I wish these cameras had audio.” Roy said
under his breath.
    “What’s that she has in her hand? Is that a
syringe?” Donna questioned.
    “Call the emergency services; I think we’re
going to need police and maybe an ambulance here.” Roy commanded.
    “On it, sir.” Donna replied, grabbing the
phone on her workstation.
    “And get more men to her, just in case she
has any other tricks up her sleeve.”
     
    Isabella looked wildly around. Her
adrenaline was pumping hard and the two security goons were nearly on top of
her. She saw another two coming from the other direction. A glance at her watch
told her they were too late.
    “But rejoice! For we have a plan, the
Teacher has a plan. We have a way to help you cleanse the corruption that is
seeping into our Earth. We’ll sweep away all that has been built and start afresh!”
Isabella yelled, her voice rising with each word. Security was nearly on her
but they wouldn’t reach her in time. Isabella jammed the needle into her neck
and pressed down on the plunger. She could feel the change hitting her immediately.
Her veins felt as if they were on fire. The Teacher hadn’t said it would hurt
so much. Briefly, as Isabella collapsed onto the table, convulsing wildly - her
limbs flailing and flopping around - she wondered if perhaps the Teacher was
wrong. Slowly however, these thoughts faded away. Thoughts of her friends and
comrades faded away. Everything faded away. She felt like she was dying, as if
her body was shutting down. Suddenly she couldn’t breathe, but in a weird way
it didn’t matter, because she could no longer register pain or fear. The
Isabella who existed before the injection faded away. Her skin, once
beautifully, naturally tanned was becoming pale. Her sensual dark eyes turned
milky. Nothing remained of Isabella except for the shade of her once living
body. The convulsing stopped, but she would never know that. Slowly however,
some semblance of consciousness returned to Isabella, an awareness that resided
in her most base instincts. She could sense the warm bodies