He sucked a demon? She just arched her brows at him and gave him a look. She didn't understand what he meant about being in a dream. Especially since those who are dreaming usually do not know they are dreaming. But somehow this time Lucy knew, she just felt the surreality of the illusion she had created.
"I've got this covered," she said to him. A bow and arrow appeared in her capable hands as she raced to the side of the lighthouse and fired off a round. It wasn't until she had fired the arrow that she realized what she was actually shooting at. There was a horde of tigers all gathering at the bottom of the lighthouse, snarling and drooling as they pawed at the foundation with their razor sharp claws. It like looking out through a sea of orange.
"I don't have enough arrows," she said to him. Also, her hands felt especially slow like it would take a lifetime just to fire off one more arrow. "What do I have to do to wake up?" she asked him but he only gave her a puzzled look. Right. If he knew how to wake up he would probably be awake and not dreaming this strange dream with him.
The growl came again, from one of the two of them. Again she couldn't identify exactly which one of them it was coming from. "Are you hungry?" she asked him. "Here, eat this." She handed him a tin can, one of the bunch she had collected from that bunker in Seattle. She had no idea what was in it.