The supernatural?..... seriously?

Consequences...

"Dan?" *silence* "Dan I don't have much time... He's fighting back. I need your he-"

Dan's pov:

I woke up, sweat was dripping off my forehead.

"What the hell? That was weird, no not weird it was Phil." I whispered to myself in confusion.

I sat up and looked around, it was an old looking room. (Wait room? Where the hell am I?).

I now that was laying on a bed, without a shirt on. (Um, okay... I need an explanation.)

I got out of the bed and walked out of the room. But before I walked further, I noticed that I didn't had a shirt on. In walked quickly back to see that my shirt was laying on a chair, that stood at the end of the bed. Now I could investigate further.

I ended up in a long hallway, that desperately needed a cleanup.

At the end of the hallway, there door open. I heard voices, discussing something what seemed important.

I walked towards the door and opened the door slightly more, peeking only my head through it.

"Dan?" I jumped and pulled my head back, looking at the person who asked. "What are you doing?" Galadriel asked.

"Um just, uhh just looking?" That wasn't what intended to say (good job Dan).

"What were you doing and where are we?" I said after an awkward silence. "We are at Jack's wooden cabin, that his family owns. They never used it since he became 11 so he forgot about it's existence." She responded. "I just woke up too, and I am just done with covering the cabin with protection spells." She continued. "How are you now feeling Dan? I heard you had a rough time yesterday." She asked with a worried look, that uneased me a little bit.

"I'm fine, a little head ache, that's all." I responded, rubbing the back of my head with my hand palm. "And you?"

Galadriel looked down at her own shoes. "I'm not exhausted anymore, so I'm fine too. My body wasn't used to that much use of magic anymore, but I think it's now." There was a little sad tone in her voice.

"Dan... I-I'm so sorry what happened. PJ told me about the explosion, a-and I feel guilty about it." She said as she looked at me with teary eyes. I laid my hand in her shoulder "It's okay, it hurts a lot, because I failed as an alpha. So you don't need feel guilty, okay?" I said, staring into Galadriel's eyes.

"It is my fault not yours, Gale." I continued. "No it's not Dan, you did the best you could. Chris said that when he arrived, it was already too late. They were already dead." She spoke. I removed my hand from her shoulder "But I still heard screams and cries for help when I arrived." I said in disbelief.

"That's strange" she said, placing her forefinger onto her chin. "Maybe he didn't check well enough?" I thought about it. (Chris said that he just arrived too but we were slow because Jack struggled with carrying Gale. So how could he just arrive if he went ahead for 30 minutes?).

"Idk either" Galadriel suddenly said, making me look up. "Could you please stop reading my mind for a minute?" I asked, that made her cheeks colour a shade of dark red "I'm sorry, it just happened. It feels like you're just talking to me, so I didn't notice, to be honest." She looked ashamed to the ground. I chuckled "it's fine, it overwhelmed me a little, that's all."