Tate slid into the room as soon as the door was open wide enough for him to slip through with his father following closely behind. He paused there at the threshold, quickly assessing the chamber that opened upward and outward, supporting two stories accessible with an iron spiraling staircase. His eyes paused though at the huge ass tree literally growing out of the middle of the floor. Surprised to actually see the tree in the room, realizing his dream was nearly accurate of its existence, his attention roved over its massive form. His brows crunched a little, confused at how dead it looked. In his dream, the tree was very much alive
Though the colossal plant screamed for attention being the focal point of the room, Tate’s interest quickly shifted to the right and left of the tree, notic
