Gary~~
Gary yawned himself awake slowly and reached over into his pack. Then he began to panic, he could not find his dream journal. It was gone, he must of left it in the car, and if the shadows could read they would find him. He knew it was not coincidence that he had been found three times. He was a prize to them now, a challenge. Gary knew he had to move and fast. He ran out of his motel room and checked out quickly running to the nearest train station. He got a ticket to a the closet place to the studio and then he got on. He was jittery, very jittery shaking like a baby with a rattle. He kept trying to keep it off of his mind but his Ipod was out of batteries, lucky he had a water proof case on it and the bag he carried was the same or it would have been fried in the crash.
