Rio gasped, his figure falling down with a thud onto his bed, as his consciousness returned to his body.
Sweat soaked his back. His breath came in shallow, rapid bursts. His hand gripped the sheets like a drowning man clinging to shore.
Yet when his eyes fully opened …
For the first time, he didn't find the darkness around him calming or peaceful, but scary. So much so that he couldn't help but turn around and flip the table over trying to turn on the lamps.
Only to fail and find nothing.
He didn't speak. Didn't scream. Didn't even dare to think thoughts, too afraid that 'someone' else might hear it.
But deep in his soul… A whisper remained. Echoing like a sound trapped in a well.
"I am you."
Rio seemed to feel the pupils of red staring at him through the back of his skull, making him extra anxious.
Click….
Suddenly the door to his room opened, and Amy, Becca and Finn entered inside as they'd reached the Raven house.
