At least that's what Stella thought before she was knocked off. When she opened her eyes to the evening sky and the web of leaves, she wondered if the afterlife looked the same as the road she had the accident on.
Until Silas's face entered the frame of vision and waved his hand over her face.
"Luna, can you hear me? Can you see me? How many fingers?" He asked in succession.
Stella thought it was a sick joke. Silas didn't seem to be joking though.
She answered, "I can hear you. I see you. Three fingers."
Silas immediately sighed. His glasses were no longer stuck to the nose. He looked younger with the glasses off.
"Good. Get up quickly. Alpha is about to blow everything up!"
Stella's slow acting brain churned. She sat up and immediately felt dizzy.
"That's a mild concussion as far as I can tell. N……
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