I'm Jim. I arrived to answer a bizarre job posting, and found a warehouse. A sign mentioned "City Fence". Entering, lied a bizarre challenge. Hara, who proudly mentioned she was a CIA agent, said, "At City Fence, we break down down barriers within a given time limit." In front of me was a track, with 4 ice walls. "Today, you will break these ice walls. The next day, we will increase the difficulty by thickening them. After you have broken our barriers, you may break one of ours, and make a request. The timer starts now. Please begin." Her tone was as if she was reading a script. Her personality was robotic, her emotions invisible. She stood perfectly still in the room, only turning her head to observe his movements. Her generous breasts coincided with a rather small stomach to make an hourglass figure. Her milky white skin contrasted with her raven black hair. He punched his way through the ice walls, for both days. Her glasses gave her an air of authority. The timer was always on his heels, but he stayed ahead of it. At the end, she robotically smiled and spoke, "Your strength is evident. Not just anyone punches through 6-inch ice walls. What request would you make of us?" He responded, "That was fun. Are there any more challenges?" She responds, as coolly as ever, "We will have another series of challenges next week. You are invited to continue your participation, particularly if you succeed." Jim looked forward to it.

Next week, he arrived to see a series of wooden fences. Today, she "You likely will not be able to break through these. Instead, disassemble a way through. I will wait for you at the other side of this course. The timer starts now." Fortunately he had a claw hammer available. He took out the nails, until he could step through, several times. Each time, the nails were arranged to require more work some being placed solely to hold the important nails in place. The last fence was made of plastic - he beat on it until he had a hole large enough to step through. "Excellent work. Sometimes, brute force solves a puzzle. What request would you make of us?" He states, "Come back next week, right?" She smiles. "Of course."

Next week, he arrived to see an icon cube. She asked him, "Can you break this? I will observe up here. The timer starts now. Please begin." He quickly realized it was impossible to do. He didn't bring a welding iron. But maybe the barrier wasn't this cube, but rather the rules of the challenge itself. The door to her observation room was padlocked. A bolt cutter made short work of it. He climbed the stairs, and opened the door. She gasped, and quickly calmed down. "Impressive. Few realize the real barrier. What request would you make of us?" He responded, "I would like to have... You." She was wearing a formal blouse and yoga pants. She blushes, and says, "Then break this barrier. Now, I am your test." She adopts a fighting stance, and eyes him warily. She has a solid knowledge of Muay Thai, and a solid understanding of basic martial arts.