A weird war-OOsh sound made me open my eyes and sit up. I looked around the small room in the inn where Screech and I decided to stay for the night. There wasn't anything strange that I could see. Screech was asleep in the bed next to me, our stuff was all piled up by the door. The fire in the fireplace was still crackling, though it was starting to go out. The moon was shining through the one window, illuminating the dragon/insect leaning against the window---wait, WHAT?!?