*Personal Log: Dec.11, xxx4: What do we do?!?

I finished my conference and with the new data I called up Brem all excited.
He came back to me ... concerend. Asking if I had a safe place to stay.
*blink blink*
Dolch had given me access to his house. ....

I pack the Temple now. NOW! That it must be moved NOW! I called Brem on this.

Deomo knows I am alive and has a personal vendetta to get me and finish what he stared.

*shock*

I rushed around packing the Temple into logical packs so it could easily be unpacked. A pack or box per room, relatively. Brem helped me pack. I could feel the tension within him. Like a warrior, he was bracing himself for something horrible. It set my nerves on edge.

Then Brem jumped. He told me we leave immediately. Deomo was coming. I was already shaking inside. Breathing was a bit difficult but I focesed. I am water, I can fo with the flow. The strain was terrible. I went to a safe place. Brem protected me along the way. He went ahead and ensured safety. Then I arrived. By the time i got to the house, I was dizzy. I was shaking physically, visibly. Brem. I wanted Brem. Brem ran out to get things from a friedn and his house. I sat, afraid I would fall. Then... Black. I blacked out. Curled on the floor... alone. Brem... Oh Brem... I am scared.