"There was someone else in the room. Glancing towards the door, he saw that it was open, and a figure moved through the light seeping in from the parking lot. The person snapped their fingers, and every light in the room came to life.

Willow stood there at the foot of their bed, tears falling from eyes as orange and violent as the fire in his dream had been.

“How could you?” she howled."

So she had to sneak and spy, huh? Great friend that! Not!