I woke up abruptly, coughing and trying to catch my breath, as if I had actually been choked for a long time, and not in a dream. The beast was whining somewhere on the verge of consciousness, desperately afraid of something. Although here I understood it perfectly! Distractedly, I noticed that everything was wet, and not only me, but also the bed. And next to her, just as out of breath as I was, stood Andrei with Vitka and Stas, for some reason holding a bucket in his hands. Anya was there too, unusually pale and frightened.

- Strange dreams?! – no worse than a snake, the witch hissed angrily,...