Marc sighed. "I suppose they will. I only wish I could see Julie again, and explain everything to her."
Toffee smiled with unexpected softness. "You really do love her, don't you?" she asked.
"I guess I must," Marc said, "or I wouldn't feel this way."
For a moment they were silent. Then Toffee suddenly brightened.
"I know what!" she cried. Marc looked up hopefully. "It's so simple I don't know why we didn't think of it right away. All you have to do is go to sleep!"
"Go to sleep?"
"Sure. Don't you remember? I told you. When you go to sleep, I dematerialize. But when you wake up I'm automatically recreated through your awareness. But I can place my shots, so to speak. You see? All you have to do is go to sleep. I'll disappear and then, when you wake up again, I'll materialize somewhere else and go to the police for help."
Marc thought it over. "It's worth trying," he said. "Do you know how to get back to town?"
"No," Toffee admitted, "I don't. But the main thing is just to get out of here, isn't it?"
"I don't see how I'll ever get to sleep, though," Marc said. "With so much on my mind it doesn't seem possible."