Adela awoke abruptly, her hair damp with sweat, and her satin pillow likewise moist. In her dreams, she heard cries echoing from the depths of the forest, but the more she tried to reach the forest, the more her feet felt weighed down. Looking down, she found herself sinking into sinister quicksand, far from the pristine white sand she had once seen in Latora.
Gasping for breath, Adela struggled to return to reality, desperately trying to recall the source of those haunting cries. Yet, no matter how hard she strained her memory, she couldn't identify them.
Gazing through her open window at the first signs of dawn, she decided to shower before taking Emily out. She wondered if Count Sirius would agree to accompany her to the forest and worried about the condition she would find it in after Egon and Bastian's encounter with the mercenaries.