Estella on the bed groaned groggily, quickly rolling towards the other side of the bed to get herself as far away from the glaring rays of the afternoon sun. A knock of her head against the bedside table the moment she got there, her eyes snapped open to the throbbing pain at the side of her head.
She scowled at the clock on the wall across. "Afternoon already…?" She sat up and leaned back on the headboard of the bed, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "No one woke me up?" She glanced at the door in confusion. With a shrug, she settled into staring at the wall across, instantly reminded of her dream.
With the reminder of the dream, flashes of it started coming back to her.
It was a very strange dream of her going around London really late in the night, leaping and running stealthily over roofto
