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elbows propped on his
knees. He looked upset, not angry, but sad or scared. I realized
then that she was tied to the bed, and had blood all over her. I
concentrated on the man in the chair. His head lifted like he'd
just noticed I was there.
    He stood, ignoring the Kendra on the
bed, and held out his hand to me. I didn't want to, but the urge to
touch him was almost too much to ignore. I was afraid. I was afraid
he would hurt us. She screamed for me to "Run, get out!" He began
walking toward me, and I to him. His face came into focus a bit the
closer we got to each other, but I still couldn't tell if I knew
him or not. I wanted to know him. I wanted to know everything about
him. I didn't know what had changed my mind about him, or chased
away my fear, but I didn't care. I had to touch him.
    "No, Kendra! It's a trick. Wake up!
Wake up now, Kendra!" the Kendra on the cot screamed at me. I
stopped, and so did the man. We both turned to look at her. She
pleaded with her eyes, and I got a little more control of myself. I
remembered that I'd been scared of the man. I was afraid he would
hurt us.
    My face filled with doubt as I looked
back at the unknown man, and I took a step back.
    The man held out his hand to me. "No,
Kendra. Don't listen to her lies. You want me, I know you
do."
    The voice was distorted so I still
couldn't tell who it belonged to.
    He took another step forward, and I
took one backwards step equal to his.
    "Kendra, wake up. Just wake up and he
can't hurt us." she pleaded from the cot. My gaze shot back to her.
"Just wake up." she cried.
    Out of the corner of my eye, I caught
sight of the man running toward me.
    "Wake up!" she shouted, and this time
I listened to her.
    I shot straight up in my bed and
looked around me. I was shaking and scared. That was a first for
me. I enjoyed living alone and didn't mind sleeping by myself. I
had the urge to sit upright in the center of my bed with my teddy
bear. It was like childhood all over again. I knew there was a
boogieman under my bed, and I knew if I put a foot on the floor
that he would grab a hold of my ankle and pull me under like the
creepy clown in Poltergeist.
    I grabbed my cell off my bed side
table. It was 7:28 a.m. I wanted to talk to Mason, but I didn't
know his last name to look him up in the book. I didn't even know
if he had a landline, but he was probably already at work anyway. I
didn't want to tell anyone else what was going on with me. It was
too much to explain and I didn't have time.
    Coen would know what to do.
"Coen!"
    I waited a moment then heard a loud
pop, then another. Coen and another man stood at the foot of my
bed. The other man was very good looking. He looked to be in his
early thirties, and he was wearing a scowl on his face. He looked
upset, but I didn't summon him, so why did he come?
    Coen smiled at me. "Kendra, I would
like to introduce you to Rhyan, your guardian angel. I figured with
the recent activity that you would need a little more firepower on
your side."
    I was confused. What recent activity?
He couldn't be talking about my nightmare; it had only been a
dream. I looked back at Rhyan, but he wouldn't meet my gaze. He
looked a little nervous about being around me, but he didn't look
so upset anymore. "What recent activity are you talking
about?"
    Coen frowned. "You almost let him get
control over you. I should have warned you better. Murry knows you
are trying to save young Adam, and he almost took control of
you."
    The nightmare had been real? "Are you
talking about my nightmare?"
    Both of the men nodded. "That I am,
young Kendra. It wasn't only a nightmare. Angels and demons are
allowed to enter the dreams of humans, but we aren't allowed to
mess with their freewill. You would have to choose on your own, but
Adam's guardian demon is very powerful and influential. He will
make you want to join with him, and when you do, he will win the
souls of both you and young Adam.
    What the hell did he just say? "What
the hell did you just