{Comeback once you have gathered more}
The hooded man added, and with a snap of his finger, my eyes opened, and there I found myself lying on my bed.
"What the?" I could only say, noticing how sweat had drenched my body.
The warmth of the quilt still lingered over me, yet the chill in my spine persisted. That dream and memory, wait was it even a memory? Still, the events danced vividly in my mind. The girl's voice, the man in the library, and the golden lights. They weren't just weird things you see in dreams.
And the voice that said, "Come back once you have gathered more..."
That man, now I had an idea who he was.
He was the real Apollo
I realized now since the one I just saw was the same hooded man in the book that Alicia showed me, it was him. The one that constantly visits my dreams.
"Did you have a bad dream?"
"!?"
