AMAYA

I woke up with a gasp, my heart hammering against my ribs. I flailed my arms, hitting something solid and warm.

"Amaya! Hey, it's okay. You're okay."

The light of the morning sun was streaming through the dorm window, bright and cheerful. 

I blinked, my eyes stinging.

 I wasn't in the dark. Voss wasn't there.

 I looked down. Alvaro was holding my shoulders, his face full of concern. 

Javier and Luciano were sitting up too, looking at me with wide, worried eyes.

"It was a dream," I whispered, my voice shaking. "He was here. He had a remote. He was hurting you."

Alvaro pulled me into his chest, rubbing...