~Aspen's pov~
Ever since we took out the first half of the cult, I've been having pleasant dreams. Well…. Pleasant until tonight.
It's not that the scene before me is scary or anything, it's the opposite actually. It is paradise.
Beneath a sky of soft cerulean, the lakeside retreat emerges, a haven cradled by nature's gentle touch. The air carries the sweet scent of pine, mingled with the earthy fragrance of damp soil, a testament to the thriving life that surrounds the scene.
A symphony of rustling leaves accompanies the cool breeze that sweeps across the water's edge. The trees, their leaves a vibrant tapestry of autumnal hues, sway in rhythm with the whispering wind, casting dappled patterns of sunlight upon the ground. The lake itself is a mirror to the sky, its surface rippling
