The morning light filtered weakly through the curtains of Seraphina's small apartment in White Claw Pack. She was still half-asleep, her body heavy with exhaustion after the strange events of the night. Her dreams had been riddled with chaos- faces she didn't recognize, places that felt familiar but distant. She tossed and turned as if trying to grasp at the images, but they slipped through her fingers like sand.
Her phone buzzed on the nightstand beside her, dragging her back into reality. Groaning, she reached for it without even opening her eyes.
"Hello?" Her voice was raspy from sleep, but the urgency on the other end of the line jolted her awake.
"Seraphina!" It was Mara, her voice high-pitched and full of excitement.
Seraphina sat up slowly, blinking away the grogginess
