*** Tristan's Villa ***

" Damn! what a migraine", I muttered as I sat up on the bed. I had a really long dream about the same strange guy that flashed through my mind before I slept. " Who the hell was that?", I pondered.

" I guess he really didn't come back home last night", I said to myself as I looked at Tristan's side of the bed. I got off the bed and went to the bathroom to get some aspirin. I opened the drug cabinet and got the aspirin bottle out. I took two pills and ...