By Ryan Barlow
Copyright 2000, 2012 Ryan Barlow
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I reached over and slapped the alarm as it shrieked its unwelcome wake-up call. Groaning, I rolled back on my side, pulled the pillow over my head and tried to slide back into my dream. I had been immersed in a tender embrace with a striking leading man when the interruption pulled me from his arms. I tried to find my way back to his lips, but soon realized that it was not meant to be. Sighing with resignation, I tossed my pillow aside and stared at the ceiling. "Mornings are such a pain," I thought to myself once again.
Then I realized I wasn't alone in the room. I froze. Sitting three feet from my bed in my papasan chair was a figure dressed in dark clothing. I started to panic, instinctively retreating back towards my headboard when he spoke.