Markus watched as the water closed in over him as he sank. He stopped breathing for as long as possible, seeing the full moon shining through the water on him like a spot light. He prayed this was a bad trip from doing too many drugs but Markus knew it wasn’t as he inhaled, feeling the water rush into his lungs.
Ray relit the joint and turned it backwards in his mouth as he approached Paris. Blowing softly, he watched as the smoke drifted into her mouth and nose as she slept. Once he was sure it would be enough, he tossed the joint down and crushed it into the cement until there was nothing left.
Picking Paris up he whispered, “There’s nothing to fear… it’s just a dream.”
*****
Hunter placed his hands against the glass doors of the sunroom. He had come here in hopes of finding Angel bu
