Ancient India
The Mogul empire, 1656.
DENVER’S POV
I heard what sounded like a very quiet bell, and then I opened my eyes, and I found my environment strange.
I could not see anything. Everywhere was completely dark and my nose felt itchy with dust.
A light was lit and the whole room illuminated.
It was an Indian girl.
I gasped, then I looked around.
There were about six Indian people in the room.
I was about to freak out when I felt a hand hold me and a familiar voice say. “Calm down Denver. It’s all of us.”
I turned around and saw a handsome Indian man beside me, except it was Jack’s voice.
When I saw his face, strange memories came flashing to me and I jerked my hand free.
He was the man in the dream I had had when I first moved to Brookville. He was the Indian man that
