Chapter 4

Until that night, I had a nightmare.

In my dream, I was right back at the moment Gunnar pushed me into danger.

The Zombie King's razor-sharp claws, Gunnar's cold, emotionless eyes, and Adelyn's triumphant smirk—all flashed before me.

I woke up screaming, drenched in cold sweat.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I met Archie's gaze.

He must have slipped into my room at some point, because he was sitting right there by my bed, watching me in silence.

"Nightmare?" he asked softly and handed me a glass of water.

I took it, my hand still trembling.

"How's Gunnar…