“Do you… want him to go poof?” Amara turned in her bed. Her head was clouding with a strange voice that even he couldn’t penetrate.
What was that?
He had dreamscaped to see her because he’d been too much of a coward to talk to her in real life, but then this sudden mist blocked his path and the voice started coming through from every side. He wasn’t sure where it was coming from.
“Choose your pick, Leo? Adrian… or Kevin? Who do you want to end, or do you want to end them all together?”
“W… who are you? Are you the voice from school, the one who’d spoken to me before?” Amara finally spoke. She sounded too awake. Very much so.
He wanted to say something or challenge the voice, but he was so sure Amara would know his voice and probably wonder about it all day, and he wanted to listen. So
