Chapter 312

Concentrating all of my effort, I thought back to the dream, the one where I had clearly seen both of their faces. I had little memory of the images, but Mina reminded me when I’d spoken to her. A fluid picture came into my mind’s eye, and the harder I tried, the more I was able to bring it into focus until I clearly recognized where I was.

I was standing in at least a foot of sand. A dry breeze floated past me. I tried to remember I was still in my own mind, and I took a deep breath, determined not to leave until I found what I was looking for.

As I looked around me, I remembered some of these views from my dream. An old, dilapidated building stood to my right. From behind its walls, I heard the screams of a thousand people, dead or undead, I wasn’t sure. I also heard the sounds of hammers and other tools. Dirt, graffiti, and grime covered what was supposed to be a white exterior, and I immediately knew this place should be feared. The scent of death