Chapter hundred seventeen

Theresa screamed, sitting up straight, and was ready to bounce off the bed if it wasn't for Adrian who held her. Blinking hard, she could no longer see any hands or a horrible face.

“It was just a dream.” He said, but she shook her head, unwilling to believe it was nothing but a dream. It had been so real.

“No, it wasn't just a dream. There was an odd creature staring down at me with a wicked smile.” Theresa said, wanting to leave the bed, but Adrian held her back.

“And did the weird creature suddenly disappear?” He asked, and it was then she finally calmed down.

Maybe it had truly been a dream. One of those hauntingly real dreams that she hated to have.

“You're just scared because you're in a strange place, and a lot of strange things have happened. That's probably it.” Adrian said, and her breathing slowed down.

“Damn. It was so real.” She said, still looking around.

“Do you want to stay up till morning comes?” He asked, and she nodded immediately.

“Yes, please.” Theresa replied,