A haft hour latter, the police woman that called us to the hospital came in with a digital camera. She took pictures of our scars and left.

       Another haft hour past. Two men came in and said we would have to go to another room. We were aloud to get into our clothes Dannie had given us and we walked over to the main building.  

     We took the elevator to the third floor and sat in another room. We were told to change back into the robes and they put all of the neadles in our arms. Hours past.

       My parents and Hiroki came in saying we were five hours away from home. Hugs and kisses, the works. I told them the story, the same way we’ve told everone else.