Luke got up in the middle of the night, and when he got up, he didn't see Tim next to him, instead, he saw Tim standing before the bed.
There was something unusual about him. His eyes were red, and he was being looked at like a prey.
'Is this some sort of weird dream?' he thought at first.
"You are awake," Tim said, sounding exhausted.
"Yes, and you are standing at the edge of the bed at me like I'm a meal," Luke replied blankly.
Tim covered up his eyes and groaned in frustration. "I'm sorry about that," he said. "It's just that you smell so good."
Luke was immediately weirded. "I'm leaving," Tim said hurriedly as if he was controlling himself from doing something bad.
"Stop, right there," Luke commanded.
Tim didn't listen to him so Luke said a spell to stop him and Tim froze from where he was moving.
