Jasmine's POV
I could tell I was dreaming. When I dreamed, I felt weightless — light as air. I wasn't sure where I was at first. It was dark, and I could hear crying around me. The air smelled like blood and filth. The familiar stench of a cellar.
The lights came on suddenly, and I saw a group of people huddled together. The cell looked familiar — I had seen it before, but I couldn't place where. A girl who oddly resembled me was speaking to another girl beside her.
"Do you know where we are?" the girl asked.
The other girl shook her head. So did the boy beside them. Then the door swung open.
My growl was instant.
Oliver.
I knew they couldn't see or hear me.
"You — human. What's your name?" he demanded, looking at the girl who resembled me.
They were human? Something about her rad
