Julia woke up in a start, like a cat interrupted during their twelfth nap of the day. She was immediately on all fours, back straight up and claws digging into the floor. She was ready to pounce, to attack, or did until she noticed that Amber was still in the corner cowering in fear, and remembered what the dream was about. No wonder I felt like I deserved to rot away in prison…
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.
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