THALIA
I can feel something soft under me; I move slightly, but I feel so comfortable that I don’t want to move.
I can feel something holding my hand. It’s a hand, but who it's I don’t know. But whoever it is, they are strong and holding onto mine tightly.
I slowly stir, but I move to the side, making me come to the edge of the comfortable thing underneath me. I slowly opened my eyes and stared, but I woke up to see big eyes staring back at me. I double blink as I try to focus, but I wish I were back asleep once I do.
This is all a dream, surely.
He can’t be here; he was where I left him, back in his pack.
Then all of that happened to me moments earlier in the forest with the three men who had come to take me somewhere, to whom I don’t know.
The images came straight into my hea
