Colton awoke the next morning to find he was still in Esme's bed, both in the same position as the night before. Once it hit him, where he was, he shot out of bed and legged it out the door. The bounce of the bed was forceful enough to wake Esme up and hear the slam of Colton's bedroom door next to her room. Startling her. Making her alert quicker. Sitting up on the bed, she rubbed the back of her neck as she relived the dream she had. Three faces surrounded her in the darkness, the paleness of their skin, almost transparent, gave a white glow under the moonlight that shone through the trees. Their red eyes vibrant, evil, glared at her, their fangs showing, hissing at her, then it all went dark. That's when the loud bang of the door woke her up. Her heart beating ten to the dozen, layi
