‘I have not been this cold in some time,’ She said.

‘It is so dark that I can not see my hand in front of my face,’ He said.

‘Who took the Sun away…and how long did we sleep,’ She asked?

‘I think that we just napped. We closed our eyes just before landing at Portland, Maine and when we opened them we were here,’ He said.

‘Where is ‘here’,’ She asked with trembling in her voice?

‘It certainly is at least 30 degrees cooler than when we left…and the darkness is engulfing,’ He said.

‘Could it be the end of the world that we have been hearing about all of our lives…is this Armageddon,’ She asked?

‘Oh my God I feel something on my chest and now it is licking my face…is it the monster that eats your face off,’ He said with terror.

‘I see a crack of light and I am going to walk toward it…the light has to be the answer,’ She said.

‘Woof…Woof…lick…lick…lick,’ the monster uttered and did.

The door opened and light flooded in. It was the morning of their departure to Woolwich, Maine and they had slept in the dark basement and the fall temperatures had taken an abrupt downturn during the night…

Mylo looked from one to the next and wondered how they would feel when they woke up and discovered that he was their master and they were his slaves?