"Shut your mouth!"

Seamus was hysterical, his eyes bloodshot. He aimed the gun first at Persephone, but the next second, it was directed at Morpheus.

"Since you love meddling so much, go do it in hell!"

Seamus pulled the trigger.

Persephone screamed, recklessly lunging toward Morpheus. As the gun went off, Morpheus shielded her with his body. - .

Persephone opened her eyes, surrounded by soft cream-colored walls, the air carrying her favorite grapefruit scent. She blinked and took a deep breath, her heartbeat calming a bit.

A familiar voice sounded beside her. "Sis, had another nightmare?"

Persephone came to her senses. Right, it was just a nightmare.

In her dream, she was back in the desolate, bloody Flinge. Everything was stained red with blood.

The chaotic scenes in her dream were filled with gunfire, sirens, and Morpheus shielding her tightly...

Rubbing her temples, she felt a headache and a pinch in her nose.

a cup of warm water, gently helping

two weeks since she

weeks had been restless. She had nightmares every night, all revolving around the

probably the most chaotic day of her life. Seamus

shielding her from bullets. Greta had also

Mom has been making various soups for you, sweet and savory. Grandma also baked those cookies we loved when we were

Persephone forced a smile.

returning. Although she wanted to speak, not a word came out.

better now but still didn't feel

Her voice

"Sleeping

about I take you

"No, thanks."

interest in

the

retrieved the bunny made of straw rope from

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