I'm lying in bed, trying to take asleep but I'm failing.
I keep thinking about those reptiles that were on the bed in that hotel suite yesterday.
I couldn't stay there so I moved to one of Dad's penthouses.
It is beautiful and quiet, just how I like it.
I get the phone to call Dylan but he's not answering.
I keep turning and tossing until I get up to go to the balcony.
I inhale the air in my lungs and sigh, looking at the live city lights. I can hear indistinct chattering and club songs playing.
I close my eyes momentarily as a cold shiver runs down my body. When I open them, dark green eyes are looking right at me.
How is this possible? I blink twice and they are gone.
I'm going crazy! Crazy? First the snakes, now the eyes?
I think I just need enough rest.
Getting in my comfort
