Tiki stares deep into the polished glass of his new surfboard. "Brah. I see our son growing up fast in a dark world- one bloody, violent world. And then I see how he dies and bleeds into the earth. He dies in the burial place of the chiefs, but in a frozen, far away land. I see this over and over again; and the girl he loves and his entire tribe hunted and slaughtered. And the part that really makes it hurt- I feel that exact thing happening to me. It's like we are on the exact same path. I see them coming after Alana. That's when I wake up with my nose bleeding. Brah, let me tell you this. I had the toilet paper jammed up the nose today. When I went yanked them out, brah, was gushing. My blood was gushing out, down the drain and into the ocean. I can feel my living blood absorbing into the earth. The mana will find me by tomorrow. If I share this with her, it will burn in her mind and attract this very thing to materialize before our eyes."