Dreamer sat very still in the driver's seat for a few seconds after the grain truck had barreled passed.  He watched in the rearview mirror as the machine continued on its way without slowing down.  He could see one human hanging off the back of it by his hands only.  He hoped the man would fall and split his head open on the pavement.<br/><br/>Quietly he put the car into reverse, and pressed on the gas.  The wheels spun, sending gravel clattering underneath the car, but it caught enough traction to pull them back onto the road.  He put it back in gear and accelerated down the road, resuming their drive toward Sombquist.<br/><br/>"Yes," he told Kitten quietly, "they did."<br/><br/>Maybe they were just clueless humans going for a joyride... or maybe they were part of Shark's troops, headed to Kree to join their insane master after... doing their job in this area.  He hoped it was the former.  It HAD to be the former.  If it wasn't...<br/><br/>"Arrhhh!"  He managed, in sudden pain.  His right hand, holding the steering wheel, abruptly started spasming uncontrollably.  "G-grab the wheel!"<br/><br/>Kitten was caught off-guard, and it all happened all too quickly anyway.  Though Dreamer slammed on the brakes, and clutched at his crazed right arm with his left one as though to control it, the station wagon swerved crazily across the entire road.  With a scream of skidding tires the car did a 180 in the middle of the road before coming to a stop.  The engine stalled out.<br/><br/>"Aw, geez, sorry..." Dreamer managed after a few seconds, still clutching the now seemingly calm arm.  "Happens when I get emotional... you two okay back there?"