“I’m stuffed full.” I place my hands over my bloated belly. Jude grins, and the sight, as always, takes my breath away.
For the past few hours, we’ve eaten, talked, kissed—repeat.
As each second turned into minutes, I felt myself grow weaker, drifting from this world. The red and oranges are on the verge of piercing the horizon, suggesting what’s looming around the corner. I used to love sunrises, but now, I think I’d rather live my life in the dark.
Jude packs away the remaining items of food, his mind elsewhere; I can see the conflict on his face. This is a disquieting time for both of us. The unknown is what frightens me because we don’t know what we’re dealing with. If we knew what monsters were lurking in the dark, we could come prepared and fight until the end. But we’re going in
