Willow's POV The dream had felt so real, that I doubted if it had happened or not. When I opened my eyes, disoriented and still groggy, fragments of what had happened came crashing into my mind like a tidal wave. The sound of the gunshot, the tranquilizers, the kids running toward the gate, my voice screaming for them to run. The room spun as I scrambled to my feet. I felt the rush of adrenaline push me forward, ignoring the ache in my head, as I raced around the house, calling out.“Daniel! Ella!” My voice cracked, each shout louder and more desperate than the last. No answer. I tore through every room, my panic swelling as the silence around me deepened.Jason was stirring on the couch, rubbing his head, groggy. I barely noticed as he looked up, his eyes focusing on me with a mix of confusion and concern. “Willow, what’s going on?” he asked, his voice still thick from the tranquilizer’s effects.I couldn't hold it in. The words burst out, broken and raw. “They took them, Jason… the
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