Suddenly she ripped the covers off and struggled to climb over Sandra to reach the floor. She had to leave them here sleeping, before they woke up and...realized the truth. As the room spun, her ears filled with a roaring sound, and the edges of her vision faded away. All she could see was some vague stains on a white rug, which suddenly were closer. Noises ... Lights ... She was free of the bed now, and running somewhere.Richard and Sandra were calling after her. "Emily!" Their voices were far. To our horror a bike group came into the parking area and the riders parked their bakes and headed towards us.There was 20 men and about 15 women in the group with ages ranging from about 22 to about 55."Hi" I greated them"Well hello" teh apparent leader repliedWe exchanged some small talk for about 10 minutes as the group milled around and sort of set up their own camp. I knew inside we would not be staying thereAbout three of the guys were starting to hang around Cindi and we were both. They used to have regular flights over drinking as whenever he used to come home (once in 3-4 months), he used to drink. It continued for an year and he became real sick and passed away. We all consoled her and helped in overcoming this situation. Since I m into job so I hardly get to c her as on weekends I used to with my friends. It was a weekend and I was in the market buying regular stuff for home. Someone patted at my back and I saw her. By the way her name is Shweta (that’s not her real. Yep. Good number. Please, what is number one?”“Right,” I said, distracted by what ‘two’ meant in the language of Lia. “Er, before we do, can I ask something about your bears?”“Sure.”“Why did you stop doing the colour separation sets?”“I didn’t.”“But you haven’t done any since last year.”“Nope, I haven’t done any since ever. Never done any. What made you think I had?”“The set with the b’n’w bear?”Lia chuckled. “Oh those. They’re not colour separation. Mister Karlottie is b’n’w himself, made from.