Things were… OKAY, you had a nice loving ‘dad’ again… you were loved, cherished even… but something felt wrong about not being raised by your original parents… your own species… it doesn’t matter now does it? Your the last of your kind… alone forever… nobody but your thoughts to comfort you in your terrible dreams… one night, the dreams were unbearable… you couldn’t wake up until… you were shaken awake… sitting on your bed was Lambert… the person who adopted you “Hey kiddo… you were having another bad dream weren’t you?” He said… his voice laced with concern