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humor, “but, no. I'm not a warlock - at least, not exactly.”
    “Not exactly?” I eyed him suspiciously.
    “I have s ome...special abilities. But I am definitely not a warlock.”
    “ I think you have a bad case of sleep deprivation or something, Salem. This is insane.
    He smir ked. “I don't sleep. It isn't necessary for me.”
    “ What ?” I laughed, knowing I must still be asleep and suffering from bizarre dreams brought on from the stress of yesterday’s events.
    “I'll explain that another time.”
    “I should go hom e...” I blurted out suddenly . “ This is all wrong. This is all crazy…you're crazy! ”
    The last words clearly stung. “I am not crazy. Neither are you. And you are in no condition to be driving right now. You can stay here.”
    “Here?!” I shouted, bewildered. “Would you stay in some stranger’s house after they told you your parents weren't who you thought they were for the past eighteen years, and then told you they had special 'abilities'?!”
    Salem frowned and h is eyes reflected the sadness. “Honestly, I probably wouldn't – if I didn't know all of this was true.”
    “What are these special ‘abilities’ you claim to have? And how do you do them ?” My mind was racing with questions, worries. Was this really happening?
    “That cake, ” He smiled sheepishly, “I can make things materialize like that.”
    “ What? How?”
    “It's a long story, Alexis, ” He leaned back on the couch. “You probably couldn't handle it all right now. I'll tell you more tomorrow.”
    “I can handle it, ” I insisted, although I knew that was a lie. In fact, I was almost certain I was somewhere beside the highway, unconscious in my flipped over vehicle and my mind was wandering as I slowly slipped away, because this was not possible. Wake up, Alexis, wake up ! , I thought to myself as my mind raced almost as quickly as my heart.
    “I won't tell you any more until you have rested,” he said firmly, “w ould you be more comfortable sleeping on the sofa or in the guest room?”
    “I'd rather sleep outside in my car, ” I said sharply .
    “I could arrange for that to happen, but really, I think it'd be wiser to stay indoors.”
    “Fine. I'll sleep here, ” I didn't object to him helping me stretch out across the sofa, nor did I notice him leave the room to fetch a blanket and pillow. I had to admit that this was comfortable, warm and much better than struggling to sleep in the Alero.
    “Goodnight, Alexis, ” Salem whispered as my eyes fell shut. Sleep overcame me quickly as I silently hoped I would wake up in my familiar bed to find this had all truly been a dream.

6. PAUL
     
    There was that familiar tugging again. My dreams were full of wonder, a strange boy named Salem, mom abandoning me...this time I was more eager to wake up. I was startled when I found myself on a white sofa identical to the one in my dream – or what I had hoped was a dream . I screamed, pulled myself away from the comfortable sectional couch and ran toward the tall white doors.
    As the doors slammed shut behind me, I fell to my knees on the alabaster stairs. My Alero was gone. I fought the urge to scream again, and felt a sudden whip of cold air from behind me.
    “Good morning, ” t he silky, sweet voice of the boy from my dream filled my ears.
    I rose from the ground and thrust myself at him, my palm prepared to smack him across the cheek, but he was too quick. He gripped my wrist tightly and pulled my arm down ward. “There's no need for that,” h is voice was tense. “Your car isn't gone. It i s in the garage.”
    My eyes fell upon the garage to the left of the house and I sighed with relief. He released my hand. “While we're out here, why don't we drive over to Paul's business? There are many things he needs to explain to you, and the sooner you know, the sooner you will unders tand everything,” h e suggested , his voice more calm and gentle now.
    “I don't want to go there, ” I