Adam sat up in bed. It was mostly the same as it always was, but somehow waking up within the walls of the Monastery made the dream feel all the more real.
“Don’t worry.” The ground shook beneath them, and Sebastian stumbled into the wall, moving to take the brunt of the force with his shoulder, and saving Adam from the impact. “I’m going to get us out of here.”
That part of the dream was always the same.
“Then we’ll find Gideon.”
That part was different.
In his dream, the rooms around him always smelled of something sour and unpleasant, and when he woke, he half expected the bedroom he was in to smell the same way. But it didn’t. It smelled of the purple flowers in the large vase by the window.
He hopped up and pulled the curtain. It was still dark, and he was surprised when the clo
