(((this thing used to be actioon packed and dramatic. What happened? I'm gonna control the crow. Hope you don't mind Fallin.)))
The crow landed on a window sill. Looking through the window he saw the sleeping Cal.
The crow phased throw the window. He looked down at the beautiful Cal. Cal's brown hair fell lose of it's braid. He had kicked the covers so much they lay at his ankles.
The crow smiled. Cal would be to tired to fight. He (the crow) began to drain Cal's energy. Cal's breathing became labored.