Chapter 12

Dane lay in bed for another half an hour. He had thoughts of his own to mull over. The more he considered his aunt’s words, the more he realised the truth in them. His sudden aversion to sunlight after the accident made more sense. His headaches. How had he survived all these weeks without money? Without food? Without water? And then he remembered how he’d first met Ryan. He still couldn’t recall corresponding with him, so how had Ryan come to know his address? That remained a mystery, but one he’d investigate much later on, if at all.

He climbed out of bed and began to make it, then wondering why he was bothering, he messed it up again.

He stepped into the hallway, lighter and brighter than it had ever been. In fact, everything seemed to radiate a pale light from within. He was surrounded by the light, yet it was still only faint.