Suddenly the music of Mikky Ekko started to play and Brad looked shocked. The magic first and then the song itself. His eyes were wide and his lips formed a tightly line before dipping into a subtly frown.

I woke up, I was stuck in a dream You were there, you were tearing up everything And we all know how to fake it baby And we all know what we've done We must be killers Children of the wild ones Killers Where we got left to run?