Chapter 5
Clay awoke with a sudden jolt. He felt like he was burning up. Then he realized he was lying nude on a low couch, a heavy, fluffy blanket covering him, one radiating heat as if it were plugged in to a strong power source. Aron lay beside him. Seemed like a Shag—or both—had returned and covered them during the night, but he had no recollection of it. At least his head and face weren’t covered. Had they been, he would have freaked out—his old claustrophobia would have kicked as soon as he awoke.
He turned his head enough to see Aron, who looked at him and winked. ::Good morning. Did you sleep well?::
::I guess. I don’t remember much after I joined you. Still, I’m wide-awake now and ready for anything. Well, almost anything.::
As if it had been waiting outside the door and gave
