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A house sits in the middle of the Rocky Mountains, far away from the prying gaze of civilisation.... Agent 78, pulls up to the house - no, glorified log cabin - and waits. Her eyes track automatically, out the windscreen to the house, the rear-view mirror, the gun case in the back seat, and repeat. The door opens, and her eyes snap to it, watching as a bald man in a black wool overcoat walks slowly through the door and onto the small front porch. He doesn't say anything, nor does 78 expect him to, simply nods once. She nods in return, then opens her car door and steps out, boots crunching through the snowpack a few inches before holding her weight. "You're late," 47 says. "I was held up." 78 holds her head up high. No need to inform 47 of the other agents she'd lost at the Jackson Hole airport two days ago. "Are you ready?" "Diana didn't send me." Another person would have thought the conversation odd, held from fifty feet apart, speaking in conversational tones, the simple questions and answers carrying only the first level of meaning. Are you ready? To fight me? To try and killed me? Don't forget, 78, many have tried, all have failed. Diana didn't send me. I'm not here to kill you. I'm not working for the organisation any more. 78 raised her hands slowly, watching 47 watch her movements as she removed her own black overcoat and blazer, revealing the lack of holster beneath. She turned slowly on the spot, meeting 47's eyes once again as she took the final step. "Why?" Do you have a death wish, 78? "I met 90." This was it, the dangerous statement. I met your sister. I met her, she told me who she was and where you were. And I came, unarmed. Don't kill me. 78 registered the movement, but stayed perfectly still as the silver 9mm levelled at her forehead. "Katya?" The tone was different now. Where 47's voice had been almost robotic, it now almost held a note of concern. 78's mouth twisted in a half-smile. "Your sister is fine, 47." She kept perfectly still, the wind starting to bite through her white button-down. "She sent me." "Why?" The muzzle of the gun remained trained on 78's head. "Why kill for Diana?" Why kill for her when she's trying to kill you? And Katya? When you saved my life? 47 waited five seconds, then ten. Then he lowered his weapon. "Come in." He turned and 78 followed, boots crunching through the snow. 47 didn't turn, but his voice still carried. "Bring your weapons." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Challenge: Mission 1: Work out (10 xp) Run every day and work out three times a week, barring injury or sickness. Mission 2: Hydrate (15 xp) Drink at least 2L of water a day. You are allowed two mistakes. Mission 3: Meditate (15 xp) Meditate 10 minutes a day. Start the practice by using the Headspace app. Mission 4: Languages (10 xp) Practice both French and German every day using Duolingo.