Author P.O.V.
Dana was exhausted. Dana lay down in bed next to her mate, Beta Jordan. After a long day that included the Ladies Luncheon at the White Swan Garden as Dana slept she began to dream.
Dan stood at the train station, her family waving goodbye from the departing train. She ran alongside, shouting their names, but they couldn’t hear her. As the train faded into the distance, Dana was left alone, an overwhelming sense of desolation engulfing her. She was filled with panic and fear.
She quickly woke up and sipped some water at her bedside table trying to calm her nerves. She felt back to sleep within a few minutes and began to dream.
The air was thick with the stench of rotting flesh. Every step Dana took was met with the squelch of decay beneath her feet. The moans of unseen c
