When we pulled into the yard, I saw the Georgia State Police car, complete with it's driver, sitting at the end of the drive. Martin's SUV was in the ...yard as well. The two wrecked cars were gone. Most likely to a crime lab somewhere.I struggled from the rental car Gwen had brought from Aster. It was one of those compact economy things. "Hey Max, I see you survived the ER visit," Martin said as I stepped onto the porch."Yeah thanks for the loan of the coat, but it's a little too big for me." I. Such lovely fur..." Jim thought in great drowsiness. "All the lovely brown and red stripes..." Huh?!" Lots of cute feet too..." WHAT?!"And then the dream changed. The bubbles were gone, and Cindy appeared to be inside a cave. The cave sloped up and ended about ten feet in front of her, with an exit hole in the roof of the very smooth rock, almost polished. Two legs in jeans and hiking boots were just exiting the cave, pulling up a backpack tied to rope."Mark!" Cindy heard a woman's voice cry. Like all the tribes Glade was ever to meet in the northern lands, the Cave Dwellers' skin was generally pale but still less so than the skin of the Mammoth Hunters. The Cave Dwellers also saw that their dark-skinned visitor was tired and hungry and without demur decided to offer her shelter. Glade didn't know at the time whether the Cave Dwellers were kind to her merely because she was a solitary woman and therefore no threat, but she later discovered that such generosity and kindness was. He shot up, sitting on his bed now. Trembling with fear, he moved his curtains. It was Lydia!He got out of bed and pulled up the window, holding her hand and leading her in. He let out a breath of relief."Hey, handsome" She said with a smirk."You scared the shit out of me" he said with a laugh. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close.They both leaned in, and met in a passionate kiss. Lasting minutes, their tongues exploring each others mouths. Will smiled at Lydia as she pulled.