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Nearly done with the first draft. I’ve finished enough of it to let us have some fun tonight!” Sam flashed a smile. Taylor marveled at how contagious her friend’s smile was. She could almost certainly win smile contests, if there was such a thing.
    Grinning, Taylor said, “Good, then you can help me find this guy…”
    In the middle of typing a sentence, Sam’s fingers froze. “What did you say, Tay?”
    “Don’t make me repeat it.”
    “It’s just…this is a monumental day. I have never heard those words roll from your lips.”
    “Don’t make a big deal out of it. It’s not what you think. It’s just a guy I met once that I want to talk to.”
    “Hmmm….Sounds like more than that to me. Of course I’ll help you though. Let’s go grab Marla, get some food, and we can make plans.”
    They found Marla, and by default, Jennings, and took the surprisingly efficient elevator to the ground floor. They made their way along the path to the Commons.
    “Tell me all about him,” Sam said.
    “Maybe later.”
    “Tell you about who?” Marla asked.
    “No one.”
    “Now, now, Tay. It’s no big deal,” Sam said. Turning to Marla, she said, “Taylor just has a thing for some guy.”
    Taylor was about to contradict her friend, when she noticed a familiar figure on the other side of the lawn, sitting with a group of guys. She tensed, a look of alarm crossing her face. From this distance his features were fuzzy, but in her mind flashed the image of the Being from her dream, surrounded by light, emerging from the mist. Like the rainy day on the lawn, she could discern a slight glow about him.
    She realized that the path they were on was heading directly for him. She slowed to a stop.
    “What’s wrong, Tay?” Sam asked.
    “Umm, nothing. You know that guy I was talking about?”
    “Yeah.”
    “That’s him.”
    “Who?” Sam asked.
    “That boy in the middle of the group.” Taylor tried to gesture discreetly.
    Just as Sam, Marla and Jennings turned to look at who Taylor was referring to, the boy turned his head slightly, his gaze falling directly upon her. Taylor wanted to look away, but she found herself incapacitated, unable to pull her eyes from his face, from his eyes, as he locked on her stare. Despite having been saved by him in her dream, she found herself fearful upon seeing him again. She was being irrational , she told herself.
    “Oh, I met him one night. He’s Gabriel Knight,” Sam said matter-of-factly. “I didn’t know you knew him too, Tay.”
    Taylor pulled her stare away from Gabriel long enough to reply, “I don’t really. We just talked once on the lawn.”
    “I’ve talked to him a few times. He’s gorgeous, but there’s something strange about him. He was nice enough, I guess. He seems interested in you though, Tay. I think he’s coming over.”
    Gabriel left his friends behind, sauntering over towards Taylor, his eyes never leaving hers.
    “Hi, Gabriel,” Sam said. “This is Marla and Jennings.” She motioned to each of them in turn. “And I think you already know Taylor.”
    Ignoring Marla and Jennings, he said, “Oh yeah, the one from the lawn. Do you still have the four-leaf clover?” Gabriel’s voice was seductive with a soft musical tone to it.
    “I think I lost it,” Taylor lied. She felt uneasy in his presence, as if she was in some kind of danger.
    “Would you like to go for a walk?” He spoke only to Taylor, taking her hand.
    When his hand touched hers, the images from the first nightmare rushed back into her mind. The burning in her throat, the cold grey fog, and the two Beings—one of whom was a dead ringer for Gabriel—became vivid pictures in her head, as if they were memories from real life, rather than just a dream. Taylor wanted to scream, but instead she shook his hand from hers and said, “Slow down, cowboy, we were just heading to dinner.”
    Gabriel’s face fell, his confidence dissipating. He looked a bit stunned, like he had never been