It was night the girl lay asleep in her bed. It was not raining outside but the night sky was not clear neither it was too cold but not frosty either. The windows of her bedroom were shut , she usually slept in her own room but sometimes with her parents as well , this had grown rare by far as her younger sibling had arrived just last summer. She often wondered on the exact process involved in manufacturing these young ones often thinking that there was a factory like the one they show in Stork movie responsible for this.

She was at that moment thinking about updating her new book that she had started writing just last month when she had fallen asleep abruptly.

It was as if in a dream , she felt the wind swirl and a black figure walking towards her . Her lungs she felt swelling as if something or someone  was sucking her breath away. She felt scared  , just then two things happened ...

A sweet smell much like musk only strong very strong indeed waffed into her nostrils and second just behindthe dark figure who was very close to her bedpost now she saw ...

Two boys her age but quite comely of appearence wearing long overalls standing with an object shaped much like a sword in each of their hands.

As the figure tried moving forward towatds her it almost froze , she saw the figure had neither legs nor hands but an unformed body made out of frozen smoke a ghul it was trying to suck her dreams and feed on her deeper emotions.

There was a blinding light coming from those sword like objects which the two boys held as the light hit the wraith that was creeping over her it had frozen . She saw it disappearing ...

A moment later or was it just few seconds the boys no infact one of those two boys , she found him sitting very close to her person on her bed. Her breath again shot up this time coupled with heartbeat as well. He was cute almost very cute long dark brown hairs , greenish brown eyes and a face that seemed both very araby and american and everything else all at once . But what almost stole her heartbeat was the voice the kind you hear only in movies. This moment seemed too surreal neither dream nor reality. As she lay watching him unable to move , she felt his warm breath over her face it was warm no too warm almost quite hot she was swooning  unable to think anything as his face continued to come towards her face her lips that is.

Her eyes opened all of a sudden unable to bear the ferocity of that dreamlike moment.

It was past midnight much colder now but somehow she felt quite warm her cheeks she felt were red hot like burning coals and worst she was sweating like she had taken a shower only moments ago her entire body was wet with perespiration.