"Lukz", a distant voice calls out. "Lukz, Lukz, wake up!", the scared voice says again.
Lukz Gently opens his eyes, to see Darcie shining a small light directly into them.
"Ahh!", he swipes the light away from his face, "What are you doing, Darcie?", he asks in a daze.
"You were shaking and mumbling? I thought you was scared or having another night terror?" she replies, concerned.
"Ha, me, scared?" Darling, I fight demons for a living, you really think a little dream is going to scare me?" He says, smirking an arrogant grin.
"No, but this might?" She replies, pulling out a tiny, four-legged creature from his arm.
He immediately grabs it, crushing it in his hand! "What the… is that a baby Terry?" He says, glaring towards her.
"Terry? Who's Terry?" She reply's, concerned?
"Ow you know, the demon thing that ripped my arm half to shreds?" He replies while sitting upright on a freshly cleaned medical bed. Lukz opens his palm to see a mangled baby demon, identical to Terry, "Yuck!" He cringes, wiping the crushed black corpse over some crystal white sheets.
Darcie looks down at the large black smear, slightly shaking her head.
"Lukz! You really do know how to be an ass?" She says, aggravated.
He smirks his half-butchered face towards her, "hey, don't look at me with those big, beautiful eyes, these sheets just get burned anyway? Saves me a job?" Lukz adds, raising his eyebrows.
"Ahh, you're so annoying! Anyway, the creature, why Terry?" Darcie says, rolling her eyes.
"well, you remember Paul?" he replies.
She nods, rolling her hands, "Yes, the one you burnt in mid-air, while stuffing a sock into a vodka bottle, making a Molotov? blah, blah, blah. Heard that one a hundred times."
Lukz smiles, "Well, it helps me remember all the creature thingies, if I give them common names?"
"Right? Well that makes no sense, but neither do you? So, I'm just going to go with it.��� She says hushly, while pulling a sarcastic smile.
"Anyway, what the hell was that thing doing in my arm?" He demands.
"I don't know? You passed out just after the Special Forces took Kevin away? So, once I had given my statement, I took you to get an X-ray, just to see how severe the damage to your arm was, when I noticed… Terry junior?"
Lukz butts in, "See, see, the name thing works?" He says, smiling innocently.
Darcie glares at him, "As I was saying, the thing that got inside of you must have really wanted you dead? I'm guessing this was like, a backup plan? In a way?" she says, confused by herself.
"WHAT! A back up plan? That's just crazy? These things are getting ruthless. I need to talk to Kevin, where is he?"
Darcie flicks out her phone, "There questioning him on the so called, attack? They should release him within the next few days. As in my statement I explained he was just acting out of pure desperation, for you nearly dying! Plus, Don can vouch for him? It's not like he hasn't got you out of worse?" She says, raising one eyebrow.
"Hey… the guy was dead, so technically, taking his car isn't stealing? I think?" Lukz pokes his tongue out.
"Oi!" Darcie says, trying to grab it.
"Okay fine, I'm going home then. I'll text him now, but if you see him first, tell him to come to mine when he's out?" Lukz says, smirking towards her.
"Fine." Darcie replies, sarcastically smirking back.