The clack, clack, clack
and shrill cry of the Night Terrors grew louder.
Evan shoved her into the nearest entryway. “Dream!” he yelled into her ear.
But the clacking and the piercing cry wrapped icy tendrils around the pons region of her brain, trapping it and urging a flight response.
“Dream,” Evan screamed again.
“I can’t!” Dae cried. “I am too scared.”
“Dream, Dae! Dream, dammit.”
“They’ll eat us alive!” Her flight mode activated and alerted the NTs. Two Terrors headed toward her. She turned to run.
Evan grabbed her and crushed her into the wall. He placed her face between his hands and forced her to look at him. “Dae, dream. You must. Please,” he begged and whispered.
She caught the deep blue of his eyes in hers.
The dream was there.