As the landscape around her materializes out of the sky into the mountains and streams That surround her vision. A soft wind blows through her brown hair. Startles by the far off rumble of a thunder storm she looks around painicky, for Him. She is along, She sprints franticly trying to find Him. Although he is nowhere to be seen. She does see someone... her best friend. his arm outstreached, caring and passonite he protects her from the distant storm. As she awakes from her slumber she calls out to Him. The bed beside her is empty, as she hears the distant squeal of car tires againts wet pavement as the thunder rolls once more.