Chapter 7
I looked deep into the coming dawn sky and realized that we were in desperate need for a miracle. My mind was still on my Stepmom as well as on my Mom too, the rescue and the loss. How to handle all that? Is this real or is this all fiction like last time? Yuna where are you? What do I do? I know I need to find that Urn but what about it makes Dean want it so bad? Is it something I can keep from him? But at what cost?
These questions boggled my mind until Francis interrupted my train of thought and told me that we were back at the burnt building and no one was in sight. We gently lifted the police tape and hovered over the ground slowly not to cause any dust. Once we made it to the door, I opened it slowly and we entered.
During the day it was not as threatening as it was the
