We followed Viv in silence for what seemed like hours down the winding, enclosed space. Every time one of us tried asking Viv a question, she’d shush us and continue to move. I saw Mitch’s wavy, blond hair as he crouched in front of Kyle. He looked ridiculous, like a kid who’s too big playing in one of those tunnel playgrounds. In fact, this entire situation was ridiculous. Even reminding myself it was just a dream didn’t help the situation. The line between dreams and reality blurred in Leona’s resort and completely vanished when I met the Dreamers. If Sophia’s stories were true, we had just entered a very different and very dangerous reality. “Ow!” Without warning, we came to a stop. I head-butted Kyle’s back and he returned it with a noogie. “Cut that out!” I struggled free from his grasp. Although his Lucid powers were gone, Kyle could still death grip me for torture. “Silence!”
