Jace had this funny feeling. Even as he slept, he couldn't quite shake it off. He rolled round in his sleep, disturbed by the strange feeling that hung over him.
The night was nearing its end, and the darkness began to fade. It's been hours now, but still, in Jace’s subconscious, something stirred, a feeling, an unexplainable one, but still deeply unsettling. It pressed on his chest like a heavy weight, and he tossed from side to side; his breath was uneven.
He pulled his brows together forcefully as his dream became increasingly disturbing. The fear was growing, finding roots in his mind as it began to choke him. Suddenly, like a man slapped awake by a hand, Jace shot upright in bed.
His breath came out fast and uneven. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his whole body, from head to
