Soon the dream shifted back into what it did most nights. It was of the perspective of a small Theo looking in on a 'business deal' with another costumer. He had a baggie of the red powder that the wesen had used before, however this business deal went way differently for the consumer pulled out a small handgun and shot Theo's father in the gut, ignoring Theo rushing to his fallen father as he plucked the bag from Mr. Sutton's slackening hands. Mr. Sutton looked his son in his eyes and just was able to say "I'm sorry son…I'm sorry you had to see this…" he coughed violently, blood sputtering at his mouth "Just keep yourself safe from this nasty, soul sucking drug." and with that his head leaned back as life left his body with a final breath out.
Theo woke up, drenched in sweat, shaking a little, but it wan't anything new for most nights this was just was happens