Jayson swam through the water. He walked up on land breathing heavily. He grabbed his bag and sunk his wingsback in for a second, putting his necklace back on and feeling life flowback into him. He popped his wings back out and flew back home. He flew threw his window after punching out a few more pieces of glass. He set his bag on his bed and broke all of the glass out of the window. He decided that tomorrow he would go buy a new one.
Denver cocked his head. "You hear that?" He asked everyone else.







