Chapter Fourteen
Noel’s bare feet pounded the solid ground, oblivious of the sharp rocks and broken twigs digging into his heels as he ran through the jungle. One thought echoed through his mind: I must find them.
The last thing he remembered was falling asleep with Elise his arms. Now he found himself frantically searching the woods for her and the boy. He stopped for a moment, his chest heaving, his senses coming to, and recognized this as a dream. He did not like the feeling sweeping over him. He did not feel in control of this nocturnal journey. Was he in his mind, or another’s?
Fear raced through him. Matthew and Elise were in danger, and he must find them before it was too late.
He stood at the edge of the river. Where the water usually flowed by unhurried, now it moved along swi
