"Morpheus?" I cried out after him, stupidly thinking that he would hear me and come back.
He didn't... but then deep down I truly didn't believe that he would.
Warrick grinned as he stared at the place where Morpheus had once stood, the black mist dispersing. He rubbed his hands together, smiling darkly and muttering something in Danish to himself as his thoughts clearly ran away with him.
"Fabulous!" Ally giggled, clapping her hands and jumping up and down like a preppy cheerleader.
Their overjoyed reactions made me feel as if I was being even more selfish than usual. I just couldn't summon up the emotion to feel glad that he had gone back to his real home. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks... Icelus wanted to kill Morpheus. And Morpheus wasn't as strong as he should be. The amulet
