Wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!
Perhaps because of Cyril's efforts to wake himself, he was finally able to open his eyes. The sun had not yet risen outside, but it was already getting light. Several sparrows were at the edge of the glass, tapping their beaks against the window.
"What was that dream?" he asked, confused.
He tried to remember what he had seen in the dream. Other than the feeling of dread that came over him as he tried to remember what he had seen, no other memories remained. But he couldn't just give up. Until he finally remembered Bessarion's name in the dream.
He jumped out of bed in shock. There was a knock at Cyril's door and he heard Johan's voice calling him several times.
He remembered that he had locked the door when he went to bed yesterday. He crawled to the edge of the bed and unlocked the door before pushing Johan out, warning him to stay out of the way.
