Reply To: The Hosts of Mars

“Ah, here you are at last.” said the dark haired woman, a trace of impatience in her voice.

Kale looked at her quizzically, trying to place her. Up close, she seemed older than he had first thought.

“I’m sorry but do I know you?”

“No, Kale, you don’t know me. But I know you”.

She looked at him intently for a moment and gave an enigmatic smile before continuing:

“You have a job interview tomorrow. You must accept the position.”

“Okay, this is getting really weird now. How do you know me and what business is it of yours whether or not I take the job?”

“You have been chosen.”