As soon as she realized that they sit back to back when in conversation, it switched. She was in a red crushed velvet evening gown as his sentry. They danced before he had to go. Now they speak with their foreheads together, without uttering a word aloud, they understand each other in the crystalline patterns of their brain waves.
"Odd" he thought, In waking consciousness he doesn't remember. Only a vague sense of relief and gathering his energy back. He had been on the brink of leaving the planet, with a flag draped over his casket.
His wife shattered and splintered with despair. She has also been under a mountain of energetic attacks. She tries to keep the happy face when she cringes in embarrassment and worry. She can't leave now. He is at the pinnacle of his career. A world famous actor. A household name. Everyone loves him except for the media which runs after him and records every word he says and twists it in an unrecognizable way so he looks like a fool instead of a magi.
His closest friend and confidant is under an even more massive attack. He is a famous basketball player, who forgets that he can't speak his mind under any circumstances. He did. He was mad about the security check when he was flying last week. The media then had a girl of eighteen say that he took her to his hotel room and held her against her will and raped her. He had never noticed the girl before. His wife left him over it. There was supposedly video of the eighteen year old going into his room.
