'What was that? Was it a dream?...or was Haizel actually in my room?' He thought to himself his conscious mind finally coming into focus. He could still smell her scent in the room but his dream had been so real that he still couldn't discern what had just happened. His hard-on was still erect and he had to shift it in his pants in order to stand properly.<br/><br/>The ancient tome was sitting on the ground and his bed sheets were now shuffled, and Heck scratched his head wondering exactly what had happened. He walked to the door and tried it, the door was now unlocked. 'Strange' He thought, 'could she have actually been here?', what was the meaning of the dream then, how much of it was reality and how much of it was just his subconscious playing tricks?<br/><br/>Heck opened the door and heard someone trotting down the stairs in a hurry, and he called out 'Haizel....Haizel? Is that you?" He called out in a whispered yell, but whom ever it was didn't come back, and so Hector wondered what he should do. Leaving wasn't any option, he couldn't go snooping around the castle, he had no idea where they'd stored his gear and if they caught him , they might just renege and decide to kill him anyway.<br/><br/>"Shit"...He shut the door and walked back over, picking the book up and sliding it back into the shelf. With only the briefest naps, he eyes were still heavy and Heck walked over to the bed and laid back. Even if he did make a run for it, where could he go? The NCP was now looking for him, and it was a worldwide organization, simply moving to a new continent wasn't enough. Not to mention that he didn't want to leave Haizel, he wanted her here now, he wanted to hold her and bury his nose into the tussle of her white hair, taking her essences into himself. "God help me" he said allowed as he laid his head back onto the pillow and let sleep take him again. Maybe , if he was lucky, he could at least return to the dream he was having.