I had a nasty flame so I now don't accept them. Enjoy
Chapter Two Hidden Darkness
The forest was quiet as the mysterious man walked over to Ray's house. Tyson for some reason wasn't snoring. His dream was mystifying. A girl appearing, she had brown hair and brown eyes. It was Hilary. She was close to him. Touching his lips.
Boris was smirking. He saw the dream. He knew what Tyson was after. Mariah was in Ray's dream. Her long, soft pink hair was flowing wildly behind her. They were hugging onto each other as they treaded water in the river.
Kai's dream was unusually satisfying. A pink haired girl was kissing him? He never had dreams about girls. Ever! It was Grace! This information was enough for Boris. Time for plan B.
The drapes around Mariah's four-poster bed were flying. Grace and Hilary slept on the floor. Boris quietly crept to Mariah first as she was on her bed. His hand lifted Mariah's hair of her face. Boris had just smoked and the aurora floated up Mariah's nostrils. She stirred. Boris panicked and backed away slowly. Suddenly there was a crunch! He'd stepped on a cardboard box. Which contained a hairdryer. The three girls woke at once and immediately recognised him. Mariah prepared herself for battle. But Boris had another trick. He used the darkness as an advantage, crept up behind Hilary and held a knife at her neck. She stopped. He thumped her on the head and she fell to the floor. The same happened to Grace. But Mariah was a lot harder. She fought against him. Throwing high kicks and punches. Unfortunately she was tired and he thumped her. Boris dragged them away.