C25 Zane is put to rest

Jordan’s point of view

I pop up with sweats swerving all through my thick skin, my heart panting doggedly and with fist clashed against itself. Exhilarated by the hilarious dream that waved a bunch of despair all through me. It's obvious that my head had started echoing all through with pounce as if some display of drum arts were going on up there.

Oh! I hissed, the dream again