*Erik POV*
My dreams were the farthest things from pleasant that evening. Every time I closed my eyes I would see Falcon lording over the Capital, slaughtering anyone who dared disagree with him. I would try to attack, to try and stop him, but I was stopped by a shackle around my leg.
I screamed at him and begged him to stop. I could hear the marching footsteps of the invading human armies that had come to destroy those whom they saw as monsters, us.
My eyes shot open and I gasped for air. I quickly reached for the jug of water on my side table and downed almost the entire container. I placed the jug back and removed myself from the bed to go and stand by the window.
I could see the thin golden line of sunlight as it was about to break through the night.
