As we made our way to Dallas' office, the weight of the situation hung heavy in the air. The once vibrant morning seemed to dim with each step, the urgency of our mission pressing upon us like a heavy burden. Billie's parents' safety was paramount, and we couldn't afford to waste any time.
Upon reaching Dallas' office, Tristan knocked firmly on the door. A moment later, Dallas opened it, his expression a mix of surprise and concern at our unexpected visit.
"Autumn, Tristan, what's going on?" Dallas asked, his voice laced with concern as he ushered us all inside.
Without a preamble, I launched into an explanation of the visions I had experienced, detailing the ominous threat looming over Billie's parents. The gravity of the situation was evident in Dallas' expression as he listened inten
