She'd dreamt about him again. This time they weren't beside a river but in a forest surrounded by trees and the sound of birds chirping. Celeste had to give it to the guy. He had a talent for coming up with the most spectacular scenery she'd ever seen. As usual he had tried to make her say she wanted him, as if only by uttering those words, could he have control over her. Whatever it is he was after, he was going about it the wrong way. Every time he tried to coerce her into saying she wanted him, she'd realize something was wrong and snap out of it.
As twisted as they were, she knew the man wasn't Morte or Ryze. Surely they wouldn't be so diabolical to the point where they'd invade her dreams and try to sleep with her. Sunny had said she didn't know anyone who had that kind of power so
