Miles sighs and paces the lawn near the pond. Why was it that the more she frustrated him, the more he wanted? Anita was like a drug; with every dose he became more addicted, though he felt he should know better. It made him question his sanity - professional colleagues were off-limits, and usually when people irritated him he wanted to get away, ( Read more... )

That red moon that Miles saw the other night still troubled him greatly. He believed what Muraki told him, that it could be tied to some ritual of the dark arts. But the doctor didn't seem to know any more than that, and Miles needed answers ( Read more... )