Somnia

Yeti squinted his eyes slightly and cocked his head up a bit.

When we walked inside, I could see the vapor again, but this time it was blue.

On the drive there, I was sure we were going to die.

I was still thinking about the letter.

The smell of wet roses was still strong in the living room.

Once my nose got used to the smell of my room, I went to the plastic white drawers.

Stu let out a light chuckle.

I looked out the window in the living room.

Chuck.

The hairy shirtless man sitting next to me on the couch started laughing.

"The angels are real.