The underground chamber remained still after Marcus spoke.
No one moved.
The strange symbol on the map continued to glow, its fiery outline pulsing softly against the parchment.
Salvador stared at it.
An eye surrounded by flames.
He had never seen it before, yet something about it made his skin crawl.
Ella noticed the change in his expression.
"Salvador?"
He looked at her.
"I don't know why, but I feel like I've seen it."
Marcus immediately stepped closer.
"Where?"
"In my dreams."
The old guardian's face tightened.
"What did you see?"
Salvador closed his eyes.
"I don't remember clearly."
"Try."
Salvador took a slow breath.
The chamber around him seemed to fade.
He remembered darkness.
A long corridor.
His father's voice.
"Find the door."
He remembered his mother's face.
He remembered himself as a child.
Then the memory changed.
The eye appeared.
It was floating in darkness, surrounded by flames.
A voice whispered his name.
Salvador.
