NOAH'S POV
My head felt like a marching band was stomping through it. I groaned, pressing my palm to my forehead as I blinked against the sunlight pouring through the large glass doors. Okay, it's official....alcohol is not for me. Ever again. Just two damn glasses and it feels like my brain's been spun in a blender.
Bits and pieces of the night flashed behind my eyelids. Playing that stupid truth-or-dare game, laughing way too hard with Penny and Nathan... then feeling overwhelmed and going out for air. Then I saw...professor Rex?
My eyes widened slightly. Yeah, I remember seeing him standing by the sea, just brooding and godlike like always… but after that? Nothing. Just blank. A total wipeout.
It felt weirdly familiar. History repeating itself. Except this time, I didn’t even know w
