The following day dawned with an air of anticipation, the weight of the previous night's strange events still hanging heavy in the atmosphere. The sunlight filtering through the curtains cast long shadows across the room, creating an eerie dance of light and dark.
I left my room and found Charlie in the kitchen, reading the morning paper. He looked up when I entered.
"I can't believe what happened last night," said Charlie. "I still don't understand it."
"Me neither," I said. "It's like something out of a movie. So, what are we going to do now, Charlie?"
"Haven't you spoken with Kael about it?"
"He just told me that what happened last night could mean something grave. And then he promised to never let anything harm me or our unborn babies."
"We have to tell someone who knows a lot ab
