Josh POV
I sat up, gasping and throwing the covers away from me. I glanced around, sucking in breath after breath. The dream, still fresh in my mind, had shaken me completely. I ran my hand through my hair, looking around the room for something to distract me. What was I doing in my bed? When had I gotten back in my room? Last thing I remembered was… "Danny!" I shouted in alarm, jumping out of bed.
I had to go back. I had to go look for her. I bounded down the stairs, coming into the living room. Dad stood from his spot on the couch. "Good, yer awake." He said.
"I-I—Danny," I stammered.
He frowned, making his away over to me. "Son, we looked everywhere. There was no sign of her at all, and when we found ya passed out, I decided it was best ta go home."