"My monologue seemed to relieve her. She put the knife down and poured. "Thank you. I like Scotch. It will help."When we parked, I said, "You probably...shouldn't take the knife into the clinic, either. Leave it on your seat and you can reclaim it when we come out."She took off her helmet and pulled down the vanity mirror, "Oh, God, do I really look like that?"I put my arm around her to take her in. The place was empty. Amazing. Her cycling shoes made a clatter as we walked across the tile floor.. Just that the fourth floor in the Indigo Portal killed all six of the best police officers in the state of Illinois.No one knew what happened or what they faced. The previous floors took a day with their team of six. I asked if they had a Healer and she said they didn’t. There were only a couple in all of the state that they knew of. Since Healers didn’t have an attack, none of them wanted to enter the Portals. Only the military was reported to have a more than the rumored half dozen found in. ‘I think she’s prettier with the glasses.’ Crystal thought, smiling at her friend.“It’s been a strange couple weeks!” She shouted back. “Mama needs some good sugar!”“I know where you can get some!” Gina grins back. The friends had always been a little flirty with one another, but that wouldn’t go anywhere.Would it?‘She really is beautiful.’ Crystal thinks. ‘I bet she’s great in the sack.’“Wanna dance?” The redhead asks. Gina nods a little surprised.Crystal grabbed her friend’s hand and pulled. It had to be a dream, although it seemed worrying real. Kate’s pocket, for example, felt so real, the scent was unmistakably hers. What had he taken for his mind to imagine things so vividly? Kate’s pocket was just how he imagined a glazier crevasse to be, very narrow and very tall and impossible to climb out of. Unlike a crevasse, the pocket lining felt soft and warm and kept moving. The jean denim was too thick to see through, however the pocket lining was thinner and he could just see the.