C71 lambs for slaughter

Keegan

I jolted awake in a cold sweat, Lucas's enraged face still fresh in my mind. Just a nightmare, I told myself, trying to slow my racing pulse.

"It's just a dream, yeah just a freeeking nightmare."

Lucas had not confronted me yet about Heather's whereabouts. But the dream echoed my all-too-real fears about how he would react to the truth.

"Shit. Why is my scariest nightmares hunting me