Kael had about two hours of sleep.
It's hard to sleep with everything that happened last night.
Like always, Liz started knocking on his door.
He opened it and leaned against the door frame.
"You're here early," he said, smiling at her.
"Can I come in?" she asked with a cheerful expression.
"Liz, we can't. A boy and a girl alone… it doesn't look good. It'd look bad," he teased.
"It's serious," she glared at him.
"Ok, fine. Come in."
She sat down with him.
At first, she didn't say anything.
Then she said, "Do you remember those dreams we talked about earlier?"
"Yes," he responded.
"I didn't have any this time.
Today's dream was peaceful. Perfect.
You were there, I was there… and we didn't die."
"Oh really? Told ya it was just dreams," he said.
Then she started thinking about what she saw earlier—
that tear through space.
"But that thing we saw—"
Before she could finish, he cut her off.
