Chapter 363 Nightmares

"I'm so scared, Philip! I'm really scared!" said Moses Layne, one of the young scions who'd been racing that night. Dark circles hung beneath his eyes. He huddled alone in a corner, refusing to allow his family to enter the room.

The moment he spotted Philip, Moses sprang up and grabbed his arm. "I dreamed of Mouse. He kept asking why we were still alive. He said he was cold down there and wanted us with him."

Initially dismissing Moses' fears as grief-induced, Philip's skepticism wavered when Lamond Whit and Ignatius Furler also shared similar haunting visions, albeit less intense due to their distance from the crash site.

"Do you think Mouse blames us for his death?" Lamond and Ignatius cautiously asked Philip. "Is that why he's appearing in our dreams?"

Ignatius explained, "We didn't mean to graze our cars against the pregnant woman's."

Lamond chimed in, "Mouse mentioned finding her familiar. You know how he was with pretty women—he'd always want to linger a little longer."

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