Chapter 09

DEA

I peeled my crusted eyelids open with some effort, finding myself tucked in bed. Confusion riddled my thoughts as I couldn't remember bringing myself into my bedroom or changing into the fleece pajamas I found myself in when I threw my blanket off my body. I did, however, remember the weird dream I had about the silent man I was meant to meet last night. By the looks of it, I had opted not to meet him. In the dream, he had taken me to a remote location in the middle of a dense forest where he had stripped down from his clothes and morphed into a beast straight out of someone's nightmares—my nightmares.

It was weird enough that this man I barely knew infiltrated my dreams, but to see and hear his bones break within a blink of an eye and then remold into something massive and furry, a gigantic wolf that could use my head as a chew toy, was disconcerting. It fractured my understanding of logic. It shattered the stained glass of sense which was the axis of my world, sending a blindi