KNIGHT

“Can I borrow the journal? I promise to take care of this and return it to you once I finish reading.”

“If you can take it out of the house, sure.” Dylan picked up the photo on the floor. “You can take this with you, too.”

“Thanks.” Nirvana sipped her lemonade.

“No problem. I’m glad I met you. Your grandfather, all he ever wanted was to protect you from this, our world; that’s why he never told you about this, not that you know about us; at least you never see us differently.”

“I’m glad I found you. If you encounter more trouble around here, feel free to come...