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There were little flashes of scenes from my life since my rescue. Almost like someone was playing mini movies in my peripheral. They zipped by one after the other, but I couldn’t be bothered to pay much attention to them. Because suddenly there was a door in the distance.
“That’s it. You can go to the door,” I heard from my side and turned to see Chains standing there. It was so bizarre and yet peaceful enough that I didn’t care.
With each step, I only seemed to get further away from the door, not closer. Frustration hit me and with it panic. “Easy,” I heard a calming voice whisper, and I took a deep breath.
Then I started out again. This time, I closed in on the ornate carved wood. Before I knew it, I stood before it. The thing was massive. I trailed my fingers over the smooth carvings. The wood was like satin under my hand.
“Go ahead and open it,” Chains encouraged.
I curled my hand around the darkened brass and I pulled. When I stepped through, what I saw made me scream.
“That’s enough!” I heard Sabre shout.
My eyes popped open, and I realized I’d been screaming into the room. I had no idea for how long, but it was long enough that my throat was raw. My pulse felt like it was one wild vibration, the individual heartbeats indiscernible. Sweat trickled down my temples and my body trembled.
His hands cradled my face, and he frantically searched my gaze. He was kneeling at my feet and looked as unsettled as I felt.
“Wha-wha-what happened?” I stuttered. Hawk held one hand and Venom held the other. Chains was resting against the edge of the table, his head hanging, and Angel sat next to him, looking almost ashen. Voodoo was staring Angel in the eye and speaking low enough I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“I think it was too much for you this time,” Sabre explained. Between the feel of his calloused palms on my skin and the two older men who held my hands, my heart rate began to slow, and peace again filtered over me like sun shining through the leaves of a big oak tree.
“We can try again,” I offered because I still didn’t remember anything about my past.
“Maybe tomorrow,” Hawk soothed. “You should probably get some rest.”
“O-o-okay,” I agreed. He was right, though. Suddenly, I was exhausted.
Sabre helped me back to my room and tucked me in. With a touch so gentle it didn’t match his broody, tough-guy appearance, he brushed my hair off my face. It might’ve been my imagination as I drifted off, but I could’ve sworn his lips pressed to my forehead.
“Sleep well,” I thought I heard him whisper as I slipped into dreamworld.
