I woke up with a great upsetting lurch, my resting place quaking under me.
“What the hell is this?” A man’s outraged voice.
“Oh... hey...”
I forced my eyes open, surprised that some dude was yelling at me, but even more surprised that I had fallen asleep. It had taken me hours ... hours while I mourned that Dana was gone, hours while I fretted that whatever had gotten him now had my scent and was shuffling through the shadows, hissing and chittering, getting closer and closer. But I’d felt that here, I was in a safe place... if only I could doze off, just for an hour, I’d be up and out of there before anyone found me. For hours, listening and waiting and reliving what I’d seen in the abandoned school, I tossed and turned in the dark, but once I fell asleep, I crashed like a skid full of
