Funny, that. Just like she used to set them out during happier times. Maybe she was in the kitchen, not totally gone from his life as he'd thought.The...daydreams of past happiness made him eager to find out if he was dreaming her betrayal. He dressed hurriedly but carefully. She wouldn't like it if he didn't look his best when he went out.When he got to the kitchen he froze with dismay. The woman sitting at the table, smiling a welcome, looked like her at first glance. But he knew better.His. Reaching the bar she leaned forward towards the bar-tender and ordered a JD and coke. A young handsome man slid up beside her and offered to get her the drink and she gratefully accepted. His sweet smile and cheerful attitude appealed to her need. They spent some time doing the small talk. They both knew where this was heading. Whispering in her ear, she grinned and followed as he left his seat and headed to the parking lot. Outside it was now dark but the street lights provided adequate. By the end of the night, everyone had either left or gone to bed, leaving only Han, her friend and the guy her friend had met to crash out in the living room. The place wasn't big and only had one couch. Han said she took the floor and the other two shared the couch. She told me that the other two started fooling around on the couch while she was lying right below them on the floor. Her story was that she couldn't sleep, because she was getting too horny listening to them and watching them in. She was thrown onto pebbles and stones that scratched her flesh and scored her scalp.And then Glade lost consciousness. But not immediately. For a time measured in moments of anxiety and fear, she hovered in a state midway between uneasy sleep and wary wakefulness. Above her, the hyena stared down into the hole startled but apparently unharmed. During her moments of consciousness, Glade watched the snarling and yelping hyena circle the newly formed hole. He was weighing the rewards of jumping.