Amber shot up from the tree, her breath hollow and fast when she looked around her, recalling where she actually was and cursing herself under her breath. 'Fuck I fell asleep.'
She pressed her palms against the dirt when she tried to get up but her hands trembled and returned where she started. Pressing herself closer to the tree, she tried again this time using her back to slide up the tree and following suit with her hands.
Her head spinned as she thought about that strange dream. The man's words repeated in her head like lyrics.
'Wait for me.'
'He's coming, don't give him what he wants.'
"What does that mean? Don't give what…" Amber thought aloud quietly to herself. That dream, that man...sounded familiar.
Amber shook it off feeling bile form in her throat and pressed herself up against the trees as she walked. She hated that she had to feel Arveion behind. The other's as well.
