Chapter 45: Powerless

In the cover of night...

Darcy lay on her stomach, cheek pressed against the pillow, snoring. She tossed at the alarm clock and punched it out of the table, it clattered on the floor.

Mumbling and falling back to sleep, she gasped at the sound of heavy flapping and the sudden black out, she jumped out of bed at the flash on the window falling over Pooch.

She groaned while her fingers contracted. "Don't...have night vision... anymore"

She rolled over leaning on Pooch fidgeting "Sorry"

She groped in the dark to the solitary window in her room.

The moon was glowing brighter tonight and she jumped at the figure that leapt on her window rolling away, she whirled to the light. and switched it on.

Taking out a broom, pointing it at him with a vicious look.

He wore a black suit entirely and held his side.

"Don't scream" his voice was 'full of noise' like a fighter jet aviator.