"I just couldn't stay. She wanted to rewrite history and then with what Wanda did to us I couldn't deal with it. So I left." My voice sounded weak and...despairing even to me. Then a memory surfaced. "Why are you here first? I'd have expected dad or mom or Wanda before you'd have been allowed to see me."She smiled "You've been unconscious for three day, Brock." I wasn't surprised at that revelation. "It took me most of that time to get them to let me talk to you first and to tell you some things. “This is but a dream Little Mouse. The dream that could change your life for better or for worst.” It filled the boy's ear with the promise before adding. “It doesn't matter to me, I get what I want in the end.”Random sighed in relief, being told this was just a dream and growing newfound confidence when he spoke to the demon. “A demon? Spare me the bullshit and tell me what you want with me?”The demon hissed into his ear, revealing its temper. “You?! I couldn’t care less about you, human. I. The article would be the synopsis of the tome.Jess looked up and there was Darrell with his camera focused on the pretty woman. “Hi Dar, are you setting out to embarrass me?” She laughed to tease him and leaned back in her seat.“Not at all. You looked so sweet and studious sitting there.” He put his camera down and went over by Jessica. He bent down and kissed her.“Mmmmm,” Jess purred. “What time do you get off work?” The tone of her voice left little doubt about the motive of her. "You are more beautiful than I expected." he laughed "And please, call me Len." Only if you call me Pat." I laughed at his compliment."It's a deal." he smiled "Would you like a drink?" I'd love one." I smiled.While Len went to the bar I stood and looked around the club, it was large yet seemed intimate, the lighting was dim and the music soft, romantic get together stuff. Everyone except the staff was wearing masks and costumes, I suspected that the club had some connection with the magazine..