lips Now it was a real kiss and from surprise, Jill did not even find the strength to resist. But she almost did not pay attention to him - now her thoughts were focused on the other. She rather guessed than felt the fabric of her panties yielded to the blade. Jeans, too, did not resist for long - the crackle of the cut fabric was heard even through the thunderclap. It looks like the demon's knife was much sharper than is generally possible with ordinary metal.

“Oh, gods, no, no!” The girl mentally dashed off. Now the blade will cut the belt, the clothes will slide down the slender legs, and she will appear before the demon completely naked. Not that a second ago was better, but still ...

Jill's eyes ran for the hundredth time around the room, looking for help. Finding nothing again, she closed her eyes hopelessly ... and immediately opened them in amazement, directing her gaze to the window. There, behind the glass, covered with streams of water, something was moving!

As if feeling her gaze, the demon abruptly pulled away, carefully following the gaze Jill turned around. Now she was able to see the object outside the window. It turned out to be a three-matched frigate sailing past the windows of the castle. And this despite the fact that the windows of this room were located a hundred meters above sea level!

On board the ship was only one person. Through the veil of rain, Jill could not see his face, only a hefty cocked hat, and a parrot on his shoulder. And it was unlikely that a person is worried about the unconventional geographical position of the frigate.

But the demon of this man seemed to recognize and the rain was not a hindrance to him. Grunting something unintelligible, he grabbed the knife, still sandwiched between the belt and Jill's body, and yanked at it. The knife effortlessly passed through the belt, and the girl squeaked softly, feeling the grip of her clothes weaken. Now, when the jeans were clamped between her and the wall, they still remained in their rightful place, but if she unsuccessfully moves ...

The demon did not even notice it. Catching a knife more comfortably, he stepped out into the middle of the room, never taking his eyes off the vague figure on the ship. It is not known what the demon was going to do, perhaps he had a plan how to knock down a three-match frigate from the sky with just a knife, but he was not given to do it.

Rumbled one of the guns. A black metal ball smashed a window, letting in the room a howl of wind and water drops, crossed the room and landed the demon exactly in the stomach. Crouching in half compass, the demon disappeared into a dark opening leading to a spiral staircase.

But before Jill had time to rejoice, a cloud of darkness rushed from the doorway into the room. More precisely, it rushed straight to the frigate. The girls' fetters at that moment disappeared - apparently the demon needed all the resources of darkness that he had, and the shackles consisted of her - and Jill, not keeping his feet, collapsed to the floor and hastily beat her legs, crawling away from the darkness.

However, the demon again did not pay the slightest attention to the girl. A cloud of darkness rushed forward, filling the entire available volume and trying to get to the frigate as soon as possible. At some instant it seemed to the girl that the inexorable force would blow the ship to pieces ... but at that moment the guns started working again, this time all at the same time. They fired almost without interruption, without wasting time on such a useless thing as recharging. And the ammunition instead of the nuclei, they seem to have been a pure light, which inflicted enormous damage on the gaseous demon. Filling it was almost the entire room, the darkness receded under flashes, gradually retracting back to the stairs, under the shelter of the shadow. As soon as the last piece of darkness crossed the border of the doorway, the guns again fired with ordinary nuclei, bringing down the passage. Jill stared at the pile of stones in shock. From the head in a strange way all thoughts disappeared.The only thing she could do was turn her head and look at her savior, who had moved from the ship to the room, on a peculiar bungee.

Nathaniel deftly landed on the stone floor and first of all drove the parrot off his shoulder. He did not know why the girl he came to help thought about the ships, but did not change the dream, but adjusted to it by changing a couple of irrelevant details. Made the ship flying. Admittedly, the move was quite successful - he easily managed to drive away his opponent, but he never liked the pirate theme, and the bird was completely annoyed. Although the cocked hat was gorgeous.

Approaching the girl who had squeezed into a corner, he grabbed her by the shoulders and jerked her to her feet. She looked pretty cute, trying to keep jeans in place with one hand, and to cover bare breasts with the other, and in general was very pretty, despite the leaking mascara, but it looked like she was scared to death and was shivering from the cold, so Nate didn’t tighten with the main part salvation.

- What is your name? - shouting over the noise of thunderstorms, he asked.

“D-Jill ...” the girl replied distractedly.

- Is that the full name?

- Gillian. Why?

Fine. Knowing the name, the sleepwalker could fully control a person’s sleep. No, it could have been done without acquaintance, but not fully, only in trifles. Trial version, control of dreams, if I may say so.

Thunderstorm instantly subsided, the noise was gone. The girl blinked in surprise, and was about to ask something else, but did not have time.

“Nothing,” Nathaniel answered in a normal tone. “Good morning, Gillian.”

With these words, he gently pushed Jill into the chest, and she was surprised to understand that this light touch was enough for her to start falling. Mist swam in her head ... and the next second she realized that she was lying in bed. Jill quickly jumped up, looking around. Yes, she is in her room. A cold breeze blows through the open window - when she went to bed in the evening she didn’t think that the weather could change. On the nightstand squealing mobile phone. Grabbing the car, Jill chuckled in surprise. The melody that stood as an alarm bell — the popular “He" s apirate "- was played for the eighth time in a row. Yes, she hadn’t slept so tightly before. Strange ... With a shrug, Jill quickly threw it out of her head and went to the bathroom to shake it off yourself the remains of a wacky nightmare ...

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Nathaniel indifferently watched the castle fragments flying in all directions. The girl woke up - her dream is destroyed. A few more moments, and he was thrown into the world of dreams A strange world that does not have a reflection on the material plane, unlike any other world of shadows. A world that consists entirely of fragments of ever-existing dreams.

Now Nathaniel was on a bright fairy-tale glade, as if drawn by Chinese felt-tip pens. He could argue that unicorns and rainbow ponies grazed around here, but now nobody was visible. No one except the anthropomorphic cloud of darkness. His adversary is as well a sleepwalker as he did not wake up with the destruction of sleep, and also fell into this world.

For the fourth day in a row (or rather, the night) in a row, Nathaniel was closely following his opponent, saving the girls who became his goals. He still did not know the motive of the sleepwalker, the real location, or even the name.

The black cloud (the snohoer liked such an image, although Nathaniel thought it was a waste of power. He himself looked exactly the same as in reality) cast a glance of hatred at Bishop. The grass around his figure was withering, but Nate only waved off, reflecting the impulse of negative energy. It is possible to kill with a look, but not as a dowager like you yourself.

However, it was hardly an attack, rather just a statement of his “phi”, because in the next second the skirmisher disappeared into the air. Fell into reality. All these four days, the enemy did not engage in battle with Nate, except for their first meeting, preferring to immediately retire.Nathaniel could not stop him in any way - in order to wake up, you need a moment, in order to realize even the simplest lightning in the dream world - a second more.

No, all that Nathaniel could for the moment was to react to the beacon signal that he had injected into the aura in the aura ... Read more →