CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
A thick fog suddenly covered the area where they were resting.
Tatiana was on the lookout while Morgan was sleeping. She can’t help but feel weird in this fog, like it was something unusual. It was still bright out, but everything dimmed when the fog arrived. She thought that it would soon pass, but it’s been minutes and it shows no signs of disappearing.
Morgan started twitching in his sleep like he was having a nightmare. At first, it started with soft moans and whimpers but it gradually became cries and his forehead creased.
“Morgan,” Tatiana called him and gently patted his cheek. “You’re having a nightmare right now. Morgan?”
Morgan continued to twitch and cry in his sleep and that’s when she started to worry. She tried to shake him awake but he just wouldn’
