“There is nothing that we can do about it?’“What do you mean, Natalie?”“Well, I think that, if we talk, we can find a common point and we c...an solve all our problems”“And who told you I have problems, Miss Clawdeen?’“Well, how come I never saw you with a boyfriend... you, a very beautiful woman, single? What a shame...”“How dare you!”“I apologize, Miss McMillan, but it must be said. You are a very pretty female, perhaps the most beautiful teacher of entire Wayne’s, and the shame here is to see. What was his little minx up to? Following a little closer in hopes of not losing his dream girl, Don found himself in the shadier part of town. She was heading into the Triple X. So this was what she was craving, even after such a hot release only moments ago. Opening the golden doors, he followed her inside. Looking around he found her heading toward the back where private rooms lined the walls. Stepping over rutting bodies, he watched her enter room seven. Standing just outside the door, Don. I was trying to put the pieces together, but they were so fleeting that it was hard even to recall they had been a dream or even parts of dreams.“Mr. Wolfenstein, can you hear us?” muffled the voice repeated. With my mind still in a daze, a strange thought came to me, had I actually said engage? That hadn’t been part of the dream, had it?!I think I said a few words, but it felt like Nana hadn’t understood me.The next time I heard the voice. “Mr. Wolfenstein, can you hear us?” the repeated. And that 'something' had somehow chased Martinez out of Zeus' brain. That had happened before, too. Okay, maybe not in the same way. Back in Florida, Martinez had escaped from Zeus' unconscious brain, and had, briefly, found itself in mine, where it had sent me a dream about rescuing Martinez. So maybe that had happened again, and I'd feel his presence when I was asleep. But that was Martinez leaving voluntarily ... this was not necessarily that case.But right now, I couldn't afford to go to.