Yesterday's Gone: Season One

works if you promise not to think I’m crazy,” Will offered.  
    Luca thought about it for a minute, then said, “But what if I think you’re crazy anyway. Will you be mad at me?”
    Will laughed, “Of course not. Think we should give it a shot?”
    “Okay.”
    “I think, in fact I’m sure, you have something called Touch . People, everything really, are packed full of energy. That energy blends with their environment. Most energy stays in the body, you know, the thing that lets you carry your brain with you everywhere you go.” Will tapped Luca’s noggin then gave him a wink.  
    “Am I making sense so far?”
    “Only kind of,” Luca said. Then added, “Well, not really.”  
    Will laughed. “It’s simple. Because living things are always exchanging energy, someone with the Touch can clear the channels needed for healing.” Will was quiet for a moment, then said, “Do you know how often your mom used to get her hair cut?”
    Luca thought, then said, “Yes. She goes on the same Tuesdays when she brings the bread home from the bakery that has the fruits that taste like candy. That’s one time every month.”
    “Does her hair ever look much different?”
    Luca shook his head. “No, it always looks the same.”
    “Why do you think she paid for a haircut every month if her hair never looked any different?”
    “Because she likes to look pretty.”
    “Good answer,” Will said. “If your mom stopped getting her hair cut, her ends would split. Hair doesn’t grow well while the ends are split. People with the Touch , people like you, Luca, know how to make cells grow again, kind of like a hairdresser gives your mother a fresh haircut and makes her hair all thick and shiny.”
    That’s probably why whenever Mommy was sad, I only had to hug her to make the smiles come back. Maybe it’s why Daddy calls me Liquid Sunshine.  
    Will’s attention was suddenly out the window. He slapped his knee, then pointed out the window and said, “There it is!” He swung the helicopter in a wide arc, heading left as he lowered them toward the hotel parking lot.  
    Luca saw the Drury and it made something inside his stomach twist and tingle as the frames of reality and dreams started to overlap.  
    Will pointed below at the clusters of creatures that carpeted the concrete. They were a lot like the ones Luca saw laying in the empty corners in his dreams, except these ones were standing and moving around.  
    “What are they? ”  
    “Not sure,” Will shook his head. “That’s the first time I’ve seen them outside my sleep, at least since the first day.”
    “You’ve seen them before?”
    “Yeah, two in fact. These look stronger, and they’re standing. Ones I saw could barely move. I don’t know what they are.”
    “Are you scared?”
    “Not yet,” Will said. “Besides, we’ve got our guard dog.”
    Dog Vader barked, which made Luca laugh and pet the dog behind his thick, furry ears.
    Will set the helicopter at the edge of the parking lot, then hopped from the cockpit and held his hand out for Luca. Luca’s eyes were wide with fear, but he took Will’s hand and jumped to the concrete.  
    “Don’t let go, okay,” Will turned to Luca and squeezed his hand. “Trust me.”
    Will pointed to the lobby doors. “We need to get through those doors. Don’t take your eyes off the glass, and don’t let go of my hand. We’ll walk slowly. And we’ll get there in less then a minute, safe and sound. I promise. Okay?”
    “Okay, Will.”
    Dog Vader leaped from the cockpit, and the three of them walked side-by-side toward the front doors of the Drury . The dog’s lip was curled and his teeth were bared, growling at the scary monsters that surrounded them.
    To Luca’s surprise, the monsters kept their distance, as if he, Will, and Dog Vader were the scary ones, not them.
    When they reached the front doors, three men came out to greet them.  
    “We’re here,” Will whispered patting Luca on the back. “You did perfectly.”
    Will released Luca’s hand then walked to the man standing in front of the other two. The people in front of the boarded up doors were the people from the dream, including the teenager and the woman standing behind them. She was the little girl’s mother.  
    Luca couldn’t see the girl, but he could feel her close by.
    “I’m Desmond,” the man said, offering his hand to Will.
    Will shook Desmond’s hand and introduced himself to the group, then cleared his