She smiled, it was easy to relax with him...but the medicine,..was giving her a bad reaction..it was making her  remember the dreams in vivid detail. More than she wanted.<br/>"In every dream I look different, but..it is mostly men...it..seems to be a group of people that I dream about. They all wear, well...kind of like clown outfits. It is very strange for what they are doing. All the killing. You wouldn't think a clown would do something like that. Right? Clowns are funny. But, they aren't...they aren't at all. They are psychotic. They torture people...experiment with people...they don't care about anyone. They don't even care about each other really. But..there is one strange one...in love with the leader of them. She is the loving one. She really doesn't belong with them."<br/>With how her eyes moved, you can see she really related to the woman she was talking about. It was hard for her to relate to the others.