Wake up!” Scared out of his wits and shouting incoherently, Arthur snapped up in bed. Lexi, who had been curled up beside him, shot six feet up into the air. She landed, hissing. Arthur looked around. Someone, Morgan he thought, had yelled his name, but she wasn’t in the room. Had he dreamed it? “You heard someone call my name, right?” Her eyes narrowed, her fangs bared, Lexi nodded. Arthur’s currently-phone-sized c|slate was glowing on the nightstand. Morgan must’ve used the emergency voice feature. He picked it up to call her back, but just then, the elevator rose up into the room with Morgan and Vassalus on board. Morgan clapped her hands. “Lights on!” Arthur flinched and threw an arm up to shield his eyes. “Morgan, what the heck is —” the bright lights flickered “— going on?” “That answer your question?
