Stella and Josh moved swiftly through the quiet streets, their minds buzzing with the urgency of their mission. The early morning light painted the town in soft hues, but the sense of impending doom cast a shadow over everything. William was still out there, lurking in the shadows, and they knew they were running out of time.
As they walked, Stella's mind replayed the dream over and over, the vivid imagery of William's death haunting her thoughts. The strange sense of relief she had felt upon killing him in her dream now seemed so distant. Reality was far more cruel and complicated. She had to remind herself that it was only a dream, but it was difficult to shake the feeling that it was more than just a nightmare.
Josh glanced at her, breaking the tense silence. "Are you sure this dream didn't mean something more, Stella? I mean, we've seen stranger things."
