"I think so." He replied, searching through his pockets for the key. He found it and held it up for her to see.

Sam agreed that this probably wasn't the end of things. It was never so easy as a solid smack or shot in the head. "Those things were probably decoys. It can multiply. I'm guessing as much as it wants."

It should have been strange for Rose to have shown up out of nowhere, but this was a dream, and that kind of logic didn't apply. Just like the crumpled bodies of the shifter had crumbled into black ash before dissipating into the air.

"Nice shot, by the way."