Everything kind of blurs into blots of reality and delusions and hallucinations.” “Mm,” Silmaria smiled lightly. She shut her eyes and relaxed u...der Rael’s lightly tracing fingers. She enjoyed his touch immensely as his fingers slipped along her soft, short pelt. “So how about you turning into some kind of animal?” Rael’s fingers paused for the briefest of moments, then continued their slow, casual sliding along her arching spine. “That’s very hard to explain, too.” “Try,” she replied softly,. Would you like to join us for home-made pizza?” Annie gleefully offered.“Absolutely, Annie. Let me call back and leave a message that I’m going to be staying here for dinner and that I will call later to make sure somebody’s home. I have never had homemade pizza before. Can I help you make it, please?” queried Claire.“If it’s all right with your boyfriend, it’s OK with me, Claire,” mom said with a smirk.Claire looked at me like a puppy looks at its momma and said, “Please X,” she whispered to. " I can't. I can't. I can't." She was trembling and it was obvious to me. I didn't say anything. "Oh my god. Oh my god." She stammered again. Then a long silence. "What ... What should I do?" She realized it wasn't the money that attracted her. " Do you need to go home?" I asked. "Oh my god. Oh. Uh. No. I mean, yes I do." She said. "Come to my condo at 9:00. Here is the address. I'll be waiting. If you don't come, I'll understand, too." I said.She wandered out to her car, shaking. She still. The Dementor's kiss they call it. But this time, instead of sucking it out, the dementors put something in. There are forces out there you can't imagine, Miss Granger, forces that make dear old Voldy look pitiful in comparison." Do they teach you about dementors here, I wonder? Where they really come from, the dark dimension of shadows and energy? No, I suppose they don't, at least they never told me. But did you ever wonder why the dementors needed all that misery, that energy?" Crouch.