As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, Damien opened his eyes to an empty bed. No Viper, no angry mob outside his door.
Relief flooded his body, washing away the fear and tension that had plagued him since the night before. He stretched his arms over his head, feeling the comforting sensation of his muscles releasing their tension.
It all seemed like a distant dream now, a nightmare he had finally awoken from.
Sitting up, he surveyed the room, finding nothing out of the ordinary. He walked over to the window and peered outside, taking in the beauty of the day. The sun was shining brightly through the clouds, a promise of a new beginning.
"Morning." The sound of a familiar voice broke through the silence.
He turned around to see his sister standing by his bedroom door, dressed in a light green dress and her long white hair tied up in a bun.
