Daytime, sunlight. Christ how long it’d been since he’d felt those sensations like the crows did every day, warmth and brightness. He forced back ...he obvious imagery of life, and through it into the details. People, people below the crows as the two birds watched from on high, up in the air where it was safe, where the air was cleaner and the noises were too. Easier to tell where things were, what things could be eaten if conveniently dropped by the humans.So much more vivid than the rats. The. He welcomed me in, offered me some coffee which I took and we sat together on a leather sofa in his spacious office."Nice little place you have here." It's a long way from the 19th Precinct, that's for certain."We talked about old times and then got down to business. There were minor, but annoying discrepancies in the amounts of drugs that were being manufactured and the amounts that shipped. Not all drugs either, only those that relieved nasal congestion and asthma attacks.They were. One night, after being away for a few months, I went back to the club. It was a slow night and between me and a couple other guys, we pretty much had all the attention we could muster from the girls. There was one that remember me and the fact that I had dated the bartender. She sat down and gave me some real bad news, the bartender had died. I was pretty shook up and she offered to stay at my table and talk. For the rest of the evening the only time she left the table was to do a dance. Maybe you could date him?" Ugh! Give it a rest! We don't have time for that right now!" the manretorted angrily, finally getting back to his feet with a wince.Turning fully to face her 'master', the girl frowned. "Why? Is he notsuitable for some reason?" Argh!" the man growled in frustration. "Yes! He's a guy!" Well, that's easy to fix, master," the girl replied optimisticallyjust before she raised one hand to snap her fingers.The moment that followed was one of the most disorienting ones.