He looked around very quickly to see if he could find that thing, but saw nothing. Frustrated, Dexter stood still to see if the shadow came back at all. Hoping it would so it would give him something to kill. Then wondering if it might have been a trick of the shadows and had been nothing more than a little bee.
Now more confused than he had been, Dex turned to head back to the lab. His walk was ruined, and he just wanted to get back to work. Work would take his mind off of everything. Give some semblance of order to this world.
Of course, he didn't get but two steps before he saw her.
Suddenly, Dexter felt like he needed to be close to this woman. A feeling he'd never had before. A real desire for companionship. Not just a cover for himself and his doings. He wanted her. Not to kill her, either. It was so strange. Never in his life had he ever wanted anything like this. He'd never even felt anything like this. What was this?