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his way inside. ‘Oh, yeah.’ In his rush to get bent and sketch the critter while it was still fresh in his mind, Kyle had forgotten all about the package.
    He reached for it and stripped away the soggy paper to find an old leather bound book in beautiful condition. Kyle’s eyes lit up as he ran his fingers across its cover, for worked into the green leather were images of strange creatures and beings the like of which had plagued him as a youth.
    ‘Righteous, man, this is cool.’ He smiled briefly before searching for a card or note, but there was none. ‘Only Matt knows about my Otherworldly interests.’
    Matt knew Kyle liked to sketch weird creatures; he just didn’t know Kyle saw them on a regular basis. Kyle hadn’t risked telling anyone about them since his childhood. ‘Has to be from him.’ Kyle tossed the wet paper aside.
    The title page nearly took Kyle’s breath away: Book of Dreams it read, in an iridescent lettering that made the words appear to sink to an infinite depth. Around the lettering were depictions of the creatures that Kyle had drawn all his life. In fact, they were exactly the sketches that currently lined the walls of his house.
    ‘This is impossible,’ Kyle mumbled, raising the book to compare it with the images on his wall. The pictures were identical, although the size and colour differed. ‘No way … Matt couldn’t have done this without me finding out. No way .’ He sank onto the lounge, excited and spooked. Such moments of mystery were what made life worth living in Kyle’s opinion, as it was with the unexplainable that he’d always felt most at home.
    Turning over the cover of the book he encountered a blank first page. Flicking through all the pages, Kyle found they were blank. ‘Must be a sketchbook,’ he deduced, and the thought of filling the pages with images made him smile. He ran his fingers over the embossed leather cover as his eyelids began to droop.
     
     
    A loud pounding on the door startled Kyle awake, and he sat up too quickly for his hangover. ‘Ouch.’ He refrained from further movement, to soothe his splitting headache, but as the pounding on the door only amplified the pain in his brain, Kyle rose to answer it. ‘This had better be important, Matt.’ He opened the door to find his friend positively beaming with excitement. ‘You finally got laid?’ Kyle took a guess as to the reason for his mate’s good cheer.
    ‘Better!’ Matt played up the suspense as he backed Kyle out of the way and headed inside. ‘I got a break,’ he informed Kyle, once granted entry. ‘It was like a gift from God or something! I’m driving home through the city when I come across all these police cars, television crews and shit … there’s this big siege going on! A couple of police had been shot, along with a Channel Nine cameraman who got too close to the action. Risking life and limb, I helped pull the injured from danger.’ Matt ducked and weaved as he spoke and then stopped to scratch his head. ‘Well, actually, I rescued the camera. I wanted to check it out before they had a chance to reclaim it. There was so much going on that no one even noticed until it was all over.’
    Kyle lost interest in Matt’s tale and flopped back onto the lounge. ‘Wow, amazing … you got to hold a real camera. Whoopee!’
    ‘I’m not finished yet.’ Matt sat on the coffee table in front of Kyle. ‘I placed the camera on my shoulder, to get a feel for it. And at that precise moment, the gunman exited the building with his hostage in tow and attempted to flee. I aimed the camera at him and kept rolling.’ Matt paused and grinned. ‘I got the morning lead and two hundred bucks cash … the producer loved me for it!’
    Kyle was astonished for a moment, but then his jealousy took hold. ‘ I don’t believe it! Why is everything so easy for you?’ He stood to vent his frustration. ‘You decide you want to be a current affairs cameraman and the next day you’re shooting