Isaac was still deep in the dream, laying huddled on the floor, while the footsteps of his former Master came closer and closer. The man was right, there was no escape. His life with Derek had just been an illusion, of something he could never have. He didn't hear his current Master calling his name, but he did feel the hand on his back. He yelped out a sob, his back arching, as he tried to struggle away. Only at the last second did his eyes snap open, flashing yellow for only a heartbeat.