Piper was laying in the grass tring to clear her mind from all the muddles she was in throughout the day. She was so exausted that she laid there almost stiff as a broom and she almost began to fall asleep. Piper had started to wonder why her life was so dull at the present time so she looked at the smoke coming off the lake and it had seemed to make images in the air. Her hand was on her head as she watched all the shadows and fog and then she realized it had begun to get darker.