Chapter 41 A Puzzle

Skye’s POV

I woke up from a nightmarish memory that played in my dream of how my dad died. The way his throat bled shook me terrifyingly. If only there is a way to forget such a tragic scene that I, unfortunately, saw with my own eyes, I would trade it for anything. I was soaking wet in cold sweats when I woke up. I looked around. Darkness filled the room, so I had to close my eyes for a while before I got used to the dark and turned on the lamp on my bedside table to brighten the room.

In my dream, I spoke to my dad, widely aware that he was already dead. And he told me something he had been telling me a few times in my dreams from previous nights already.

“What did he mean?”

In my dreams, my dad said I have to be careful, be cautious