The bed felt wrong. The lights coming in through the not quite closed curtains was wrong; it was the old style lights used years ago before LED street...lights became the norm. All the street lights near him were LEDs. Even the sound of traffic was wrong. A moment ago he was sure he was dying. Then he woke up and figured he had been dreaming. Now, he wasn't sure that he hadn't woken up from one dream into another. Life was about to get stranger still.Looking around, Peter noticed a red LED clock. After an hour I gave up completely and went into a chat room.The hour I spent watching the screen passed quickly. I even learned that what I did was called lurking in the shadows. I enjoyed the conversations without adding anything to them.Before I knew it, I was falling asleep sitting in my chair. I moved the five feet to my bed and fell onto it. Next thing I knew it was morning. I made it into the bathroom and did my morning thing, then went to make coffee. While it boiled I ran quickly. I wasn’t making love to Natasha. I told her to go away and leave me alone.’ Selena looked down at his hand on her arm before she fixed him with a steely eyed glare. ‘Take your hand off me,’ she gritted out. When he reluctantly complied, she continued. ‘Don’t ever touch me again. I’m not one of your little trollops to be handled whenever you feel like it. From now on, I’m off limits to you.’ Without another word, she brushed past him and stalked to the back of the wagon to retrieve her. Jim nodded. He pitched in while Betty and Allen watched their children. I noticed that Jim worked with Sharon frequently in the hour plus that we needed to collect things to move them to our house.We collected food, clothing, and keepsakes that might suffer with cold weather. We did not take electronics or jewelry though the raiders had removed most that if the pieces were worth stealing. Once at home, I assigned rooms to everyone and we unloaded. It was quickly getting to be time for supper..