The jog down to the road is filled with anxiety. I keep my ears open and my eyes pinned forward, focusing on seeing in the dim moonlight. There is a crack in the trees and we all turn to look, crouching down in attack mode.
"What was that?" I ask...
"I don't know. Stay still and in attack stance." Damian commands. I do as he says and we stare into the darkness. Nothing comes.
"I think we are good... Slowly..." He says. We move closer to each other and being walking down the road again. The road twists and turns before stopping at a large gate. We creep closer to the tree line attempting to stay as hidden as possible. I peek through the gate.
"That is it! That is the house I saw in my dream... or not dream... Whatever it was! That is the house! Vik is in there!" I yell. Damian comes clo
