“Hmm?” I said, faking drowisness. “Did you say somethin?”
“Yeah. You said you had to wait for me. And I said I was right here.” He looked at me questioningly.
“Did I?” I layered my voice with innocence. “Musta been dreaming..”
“Yeah, yeah I guess you were.” The faker mumbled.
Good. He looks like he believes me. I relaxed, but made sure my mind was guarded from his. “I think I’m going to go lay down.”
I stood up and walked over to the only bed. The bed I’d have to share with this imposter again tonight. I sighed as I climbed into bed in yesterday’s clothes. Falling right asleep, I didn’t dream.
Sometime in the middle of the night a loud clanging sound went off. I heard people screaming and yelling. I stood up groggily to look around. “B..Blake?” I called.
“Aea! Your up. Good. We’re under attack. I need to get you to safety.” ‘Blake’ said grabbing my hand.
“But.. Blake.. You told me I could help. You promised you’d let me do something!” Just take me outside so I can see my Blake.
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We're Under Attack!
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