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anything aloud, no matter how hard I try. Where the hell am I? I can’t see a damn thing, can’t feel my legs, my arms, my mouth … Maybe that’s the problem.
    “I thought this would work,” he mutters. “I don’t understand.”
    Taking a deep breath, I slide my feet forward, forcing myself to walk blindly into the darkness. “Grandpa …” I force my voice out. “I’m … right … here.”
    “Oh, thank God,” he says in relief.
    I hear the soft pitter-patter of footsteps heading toward me. I don’t see him when he reaches me, but I feel his presence nearby.
    “I’m glad I was able to meet you here,” he says, sounding much closer now.
    “Where exactly is here?”
    “In one of your dreams.”
    “You’re in my dream ?” My surprise swiftly wears off as I remember my grandpa is a Foreseer. “Is this a new Foreseer thing, being able to enter people’s dreams?”
    “We’re technically not supposed to,” he admits. “But I needed to take the risk.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I need to tell you something important.”
    “You know, texts work great for that, too, and it’s way less creepy.”
    “I couldn’t text you this … I can’t have any sort of trail that’ll lead to what I’m about to tell you,” he says in that ominous tone again. “If anyone finds out …” He trails off.
    “Grandpa, you’re scaring me,” I admit. “Before I left, you were acting so strange, and then you show up here … Please tell me what’s going on.”
    “You’re in danger,” he whispers, his voice sounding farther away. “Oh no … I need … more time …”
    “Why am I in danger?” When he doesn’t respond, I cry out, “Grandpa, you’re scaring me. Please, just tell me why you think I’m in danger.”
    “Because … they’re …” His voice fades in and out. “Coming … after you … I’m … sorry.”
    “Grandpa!” I shout, my voice echoing around me as I run forward into the darkness. “Please tell me who they are.”
    As the stillness sets in, I begin to panic. Minutes, maybe hours tick by, and I start to fear being trapped here forever when I feel myself slipping back to reality. Right as I’m about to wake up, I feel something cold pressed into my palm, and a single word whispers through my thoughts.
    Electi.

Chapter 9
     
    I force my heavy eyelids open and blink away the dizziness swimming in my brain while trying to get my bearings. I’m still on the plane, but the shaking and jolting has stopped. I look out the window at the darkness blanketing the airport and then at the empty seats around me. We’ve landed, and everyone has vacated the plane, including Jax.
    “Gee, thanks for waking me up, guys.” I stretch my arms above my head and yawn before collecting my bag from under the seat and getting to my feet.
    Thoughts of the trippy dream linger in my mind as I make my way up the aisle and off the plane. I blame it on the Otium. While I’ve never had it before, witches’ potions can have strange side effects, like the time Jayse and I accidentally ate suckers his mom laced with Rabidus Primula to use for a Keeper mission. Jayse and I ended up losing touch with reality and running back and forth across the field for ten hours straight until we were so exhausted we passed out.
    Still, as I find my way into the quiet airport, I can’t shake the feeling of how real the dream felt, that my grandpa Lucas really did show up to warn me I’m in danger. But in danger from what? An Electi? Because I’ve never heard of them before, and growing up with Keepers who hunt practically every paranormal creature that exists, it seems like, if they existed, I’d know.
    Maybe it’s not a creature, though. Perhaps it’s something else.
    While I wait for my suitcases to show up at the baggage area, I end up sending my grandpa Lucas a text, just to settle my worry. Between how small the airport is and the time nearing ten o’clock, the place is almost empty, so I sit down on the floor and