I couldn't concentrate throughout my classes. My mind kept replaying the nightmare like a movie.
The woods, a trail of flames, and the beast that happened to me.
I didn't have the luxury of a nap, because each time I shut my eyelids, the beast would invade my mind, like I'd given it a subconscious invitation. It was hell.
I had a ton of questions with no valid answers to them.
The fire in the woods was a mystery. No one knew who or what started it. It was almost like the flames erupted out of nowhere. And the scariest part was that I felt I had something to do with it. I hope I was wrong.
There had been no sign of Tavian today and I jubilated. I thought he skipped the mentoring session or found someone else to mentor him, but my joy was short-lived when a text from an unknown number popped on my phone screen.
Meet me at the library. Don't be late.
