Bad dreams were a common occurrence for Bridget. Tonight was no different. She was nervous about baiting the trap. Every scenario she went through in her mind ended with the terrorist trying to physically assault her in her dorm room. The darkest of those scenarios involved Flower joining in. She wondered how Flower was going to react when Deborah finally killed the terrorist.
In the last dream of the night, Flower came along on the trip to free the fake minks. After the terrorist was defeated, Flower became enraged and attacked her.
“Angela, Angela,” said Flower as she shook Bridget awake. Deborah scooted backward across her bed, almost to the window to get away. She reached her arms up to shield her face from any attack.
“You told me to wake you,” said Flower.