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Chapter 11 - Side Story 2: Dawn Visions

In my dreams, I'm seven years old again, back in that burning house. But this time, the man who saves me isn't Damien.

It's Alexander.

The fire licks at the walls of my childhood bedroom just like it did sixteen years ago. Orange flames dance across faded pink wallpaper, consuming my stuffed animals and picture books with hungry enthusiasm. Smoke fills my lungs as I huddle in the corner where my bed used to be, small hands pressed against my mouth to muffle the coughing that might give away my hiding spot.

But in this version of the nightmare, the footsteps coming down the hallway aren't heavy military boots. They're quieter, more careful. And when the bedroom door bursts open, it's not Damien's weathered face I see through the smoke and flames.

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