Joshua and I are out in the countryside. We drove a couple of hours out into the Negev Desert to check out a few ideas that he and I were kicking around last night. We moved from the Arthur Hotel to the David Citadel, because there was more room there and we wanted a “command center” of sorts where we and other members of the Association could meet and map out a strategy for fighting members of The Order. There have been reports of odd happenings in the desert. Vehicles traveling through the area have reported seeing a man (Western-White) standing on the side of the road, or some small distance from it, holding the hand of a small, blonde girl. The pair were not dressed for the desert and so looked very out of place. Several vehicles stopped to offer help, but the occupants got out to talk to the man and girl, the pair had vanished into the sands. No foot prints, nothing. This is the sort of thing that will set off alarms, not only on the algorithms I have scouring the internet, but more important, on the systems that The Association has running around the world. What has Josh and me out here, though, is not even our “kicked around ideas”, but a report from this morning of the siting of the man and girl. The driver who stopped to help them was not so lucky as the others. He was on the phone with his wife when he spotted them on the side of the road and told his wife what he had seen and that he was going to see if they were alright. When his wife had not heard from him in several hours, she called police who went to investigate. Police found the car, but not the man, girl nor the driver of the car. They did, however, find his hands and arms, up to the elbow, holding the steering wheel and what looks like every pint of his blood spattered on the inside of the car.
North Archipelago 