BURNING FEATHERS: ODD DREAM
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-IGGY POV-
AFTER what felt like hours, Max convinced Angel and Nudge to ditch the love-van from HippyTown and fly. I felt so much better by the time we flew over Dallas, Texas (yes we fly that fast) I was exhausted.
We landed in a state park and found some comfortable trees to sleep in. Seriously more comfortable then you'd think.
After our usual petty fighting and inevitable hand stack good night ritual, I fell right asleep, which was pretty unusual for me.
I mean, we were being stalked by psycho- scientists who sent big clumsy monkey-wolves, who could fly after us, and just happened to be bird-kid-blood thirsty.
And I couldn't see them coming.
You try to sleep well.
But I knew I was dreaming when I heard an echo-y voice say "One of you has turned traitor, one of the flock has gone bad.'
Because that was impossible.
Right?
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