He was alone in his room and the castle was quiet. He had no idea what time it was or how long he’d been sleeping.He got out of bed and went to the window. Big clouds were moving around, but every couple of minutes they’d free up the moon, bright and round as a spotlight. Underneath him the garden was black.He’d been standing by the window awhile before he realized that the pain in his head was gone. Gone like he’d taken it off and left it back on his bed with the sweaty sheets. He touched his head, thinking maybe the bandages would be gone, too, but they were there, wrapped around the top half of his head and a little wet. Still, Danny felt good. Better than good—he felt strong and clear and completely awake for the first time since coming to the castle. How could he feel so good? Had all that sleeping finally wiped out his jet lag?In fact, Danny felt too good to stay in this room. He needed to get outside, move around in that moony light.He spent some time looking for his boots before he remembered he’d lost them.
