Sky Dust

Chapter 27

Once he approached the pouch and felt it with his fingers, he realized that it was truly empty. He opened it and reached into his pocket.

When all the blood dust was inside, he tied the pouch up and headed upstairs. Vivia was already wheezing past him to get to the staircase. He followed.

He put the pouch into one of the drawers in his cupboard. Vivia sat on the bed next to him, her legs neatly folded.

"Are we going to stay here for two nights?" Spencer asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. We seem to have gotten away from the enemy. We can stay here for a tiny bit longer, but that doesn't mean we won't move on."

He nodded understandingly a couple times before stretching out on his bed. He had a desire to check on the blood dust. He was becoming like Vivia, he realized.

Spencer had no urge to fall asleep, especially when Vivia was trying to wrap the pouch around with another layer of cloth. The glow wasn't disappearing.

"Do you think this can really help?" He asked.

"Anything can help," She concentrated on the pouch, but dropped one side of the cloth.

Spencer understood. Even though they seemed to have gotten away for a night, he knew that it wasn't real. The tension and the danger both still existed, and they could have to leave that exact second. He needed to preserve both types of dust now.

Perhaps the blood dust was only making the job more difficult.

He sighed as he checked on it again. Vivia had stuck out the tip of her tongue.

"Vivia, please stop. This is useless."

The cloth fell out from her fingers again, and she eyed him. For a second, he backed up, thinking that she was angry.

"Perhaps you're right," she put the cloth on the cupboard. "You're worried."

"So are you."

She nodded, biting her lower lip.

"Of course I am. But we must rest, we simply must. I'm tired to death. I'm sure you are too."

He laughed.

"Clearly more tired than you."

"I know. That's why we have got to rest. In addition, you get to study your blood dust stuff."

He looked outside. Dusk was already setting in, so he lay down and closed his eyes. He heard sounds on the other side, which probably meant that Vivia was doing the same. He opened his eyes again to check on the blood dust. His eyes met with Vivia's right before they closed.