I’d stopped dreaming about him as soon as he got here. But the danger he was in hadn’t vanished with the dreams. If anything, I sensed it was worse now, and drawing closer. Had he brought it with him, or had it been waiting for him all along?
He should be safe here. The school has ways. Should I tell him what I know? Maybe he hasn’t learned any of it. Would it help? How can I be sure that telling him won’t make it worse?
Sleep is becoming impossible.
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