"Ah, then you would be Dragon squadron?" the captain began."Yes, sir," Rebecca answered quickly, snapping a salute to the captain. "Erm, I think we're...a seven-member squadron now though, sir, if that's okay with whatever orders we are being given." I don't think it will be a problem," the captain answered with a smile, "I'll inform Command; just send the new member's name, and I'm sure they'll accept. Things are so chaotic now that they would probably readily agree to anything. I'm Captain. I was on the program. I needed a new heart.I felt my chest. It felt fine. Maybe I just imagined it all.How much? Simon? Brenda? Angel?Riley?I felt suddenly alone and afraid. I began to worry. Maybe I was dead. I went back to the bedroom and looked at my bed to see if I was still in it. The bedclothes were rumpled where I’d just gotten out of it. Maizie looked up at me from her basket beside the bed and then jumped up and stretched. She padded over to me and snuffled against my leg.No, I wasn’t. I slam all of my weight into it and pass through.I am outside. The moon shines bright between dark clouds. I am lying on a bed of cold damp grass. I can hear the music from the funfair close by with laughter of children. I take in a deep breath and suddenly remember what I was running for. I look behind me expecting the clown to still be chasing me, but nothing was there. I can see the doorway that I passed through. The door is closed and seems to be intact.I don’t understand. Did the door shut. Our tongues probed and stroked. I had removed my jacket during the meal and now her hands moving on my back were like electric charges.My right hand had moved from shoulder to breast and began unfastening the buttons of her blouse. I had been right about there being no bra.As my hand made to move inside her open blouse, she broke away, panting, "You haven't seen my bedroom, have you?"A girlishly shy smile flickered on her lips, clashing with the smoky lust that shone in her eyes. She took my.