Prologue

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The nightmares are the worst. I think I can hear him sometimes. Mostly when I'm in the dark like he's in the shadows.

It had been about another month and a half till Allana finally let me go back to my— our room.

Exactly how we left it. I very rarely ever leave here. It's where I feel closest to him.

"Dan?" A small voice said after the tiniest knock on the door. PJ.

Besides classes, which I now had privately in the closed wing of the castle, and occasionally eating I rarely ever left my bed. At first sight of Peej rolled over onto my other side to face the wall.

"I got Blake with me," he encouraged as I could hear him walking further into the room.

"I can teach you how to use the gift of you let me," Professor Blake said much louder than Peej.

I stayed silent. They've tried everything to get me out of this room, and now they finally found a way.

"How?" I eventually asked still not moving. I know I sounded weak, as if it were the first time I had ever talked.

"It'll take time but eventually you'll be able to use it."

"You have to try," PJ urged.

"It means four hours a day in my office, if you start going back to your classes."

"Fine," I replied moving the blanket further over my body.

"Meet me at four," Blake said, I heard them walk to the door, "make sure he comes," he told PJ as soon as the door closed.

I have to have hope, but the longer he's there the longer he suffers and it makes me feel worse. What if I lose him forever?

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