Dark shapes followed her from her dreams, searching and grasping. She was slow to realize that only King was in the room with her. Sweat beaded her forehead, and she shivered. Her nightmares had been bathed in blood and half-formed monsters. In the arms of sleep, she’d gone back to a past she’d tried to outrun.Deep breaths and every mind-clearing exercise she could remember calmed her somewhat, but the darkness of her dreams threatened to cloak her day, and a band settled around her chest. She stroked King’s night-sky coat, and she found solace in the connection she had with the animal. She began to settle, and let her mind wander. Her thoughts drifted to Sebastian. The band eased, but her stomach tightened.She’d known last night the room was rigged with cameras and listening devices. The unmistakable electric buzz of the equipment had given her a headache. This morning, the buzz was still there, but she was better equipped to mute it, and she knew that he was coming soon in search of answers.
