"Open your mouth," Chewbacca shone his mini torch down Naomi's throat. "How are you feeling?" "Better than yesterday." Naomi replied. "Good. Because the swelling's gone down." Chewbacca snapped off the gloves and tossed them into the bin. "Just a few more days, and you should be right as rain." "What do you mean by a few more days? I don't have that kind of time." Naomi stood up and started to leave, walking straight into an invisible wall. "Damn!" Chewbacca shook his head. "Not until you can control your powers." Naomi glared up at him. "You can't keep me here" "Oh yes I can, and I will. At least, until you are ready." Chewbacca strolled out of the room, pausing at the door. "So, are you coming or not, Lupa? Or are you going to stay in here forever?" Naomi I didn't really have a choice. Strange things kept happening, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it. "Stop calling me Lupa. I do have a name." Chewbacca spoke calmly "It is not my place to address you by your name, Lupa. Come, let me show you around. Your friends are eagerly waiting for you." Friends... I have... Friends?