The memory came to me unbidden, rising from the depths of my subconscious like a corpse surfacing from murky water.

I was standing in the basement of Cane's compound again—the same place where the shadow man had held Daniella prisoner in her dreams. But this time, I was alone. No hunters, no cages, no screaming prisoners. Just cold concrete walls and the echo of my own breathing.

'This isn't real,' Crystal murmured. 'You're dreaming.'

'I know. But the Moon Goddess said the answer was in my memories. Maybe this is how I find it.'

I walked through the basement, my footsteps echoing in the silence. The layout was familiar—the hallway...