*Storm's POV*

I woke up in a cold sweat, my heart racing so fast in my chest like it could explode at any minute. I held my pillow as I tried to shake off the lingering effects of my nightmare. It had been a terrible one, filled with images that made no sense to me, but that had left me feeling shaken and disturbed nonetheless.

In the dream, I had been walking through a dark forest, the trees towering high above me and the ground slick with damp leaves and mud. I had been alone, and the silence had been oppressive, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves or...