57 Why would you care?

"It's all a dream." Lank muttered to himself.

Pulling him up, Nix slapped him across the face. "Would you get yourself together?!"

Lank was stunned by this action, he stared at Nix in confusion.

Nix closed his eyes momentarily, he had hoped that it would work, it had always worked in the movies. But with the way Lank had stared at him, it almost felt like he had done the wrong thing.

"If you're expecting sympathy, then you must really be mistaken." Nix shook him slightly.

"..."

Lank had wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out.

"Her eyes. What is the color of her eyes?" He narrowed his eyes, pulling on his collar.

There was something about what he said that just made him feel that they were having the same picture of the culprit.

"Yellow!" Lank shuddered. "Slit yellow eyes."

Lank couldn't understand why the image kept on flashing through his thoughts, and why anyone would have such eyes for a human.