Nikolai visited me again in my dreams the other day informing me of all the time I've wasted on this new mission of ours. She went on and on about how I haven't even told my friends yet and how it's been a whole week and how I should be on this and how my father had everything together quickly and blah blah blah...
And then I went on about how me telling my friends to help me take down one of their fathers, who they don't know is their father, is not exactly the conversation held when we go to the Cabin.
The Cabin was our sacred place of relaxation and I was beginning to become that one friend in the group who killed every fun thing with my awkward questions about my friends fighting abilities.
I was beginning to be that one friend in the group that I myself would vote off an island. It
