Can I have your Contact?

"I don't know you are such a strong sleeper." Michael placed a plate of meat in front of Drakon.

"What is it?" He asked, seeing Drakon's confused look.

'What the hell was that? Who were those people? Was that just a dream? Who can control such Monsters which could even destroy a city ruled over by Dragons?'

"Are you OK?" Michael asked again, a frown forming on his face.

'Should I tell Michael about the vision? No, he won't understand. I don't even understand it to speak of him.'

"OK then, your breakfast." Michael said.

'Thanks partner.' Drakon said to him.

Michael stared at him for a moment. 'I'm OK partner.' Drakon added, seeing the look Michael was giving him.

"OK then, I'll be in the Kitchen." Michael walked away. He stopped five feet away and looked at Drakon over his shoulder. 'I'll be here when you are ready to tell me whatever is troubling you.'

With that he walked inside.