Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Nine

The mist disappeared, giving way to a completely different ocation. Daemon's hand steadied me.

"Are you alright?" he asked. I could only nod. Our 'travel'd been one of the strangest experiences I had ever encountered.

"Where are we?" I asked, scanning the unfamiliar surroundings.

"In a museum."

I glanced around, noting the towering dinosaur skeleton, the paintings, and the sculptures. The more I observed, the more I appreciated the beauty of each piece. This museum was unlike anything I had ever seen, it fascinated

1. me.

"That painting... it's so beautiful," I said to Daemon.

"Yes, it is," he agreed. Daemon had his hands shoved in his pockets, standing still while I moved around, gushing over the beautiful artifacts. "Humans have this obsession with preserving things from the past."

I paused.

"Humans?" I repeated.

He nodded.

you haven't noticed, we've traveled far from home." He took my hands in his and led me to the door. A guard sat in

attention was on Daemon. I couldn't blame him-Daemon was the most intimidating and imposing person I had ever met. He was right to be

this exchange. "If you could kindly open the door, we would be on our way." He said, and I thought his eyes glowed; the fear on the man's face disappeared, and

guard, dressed in white and black like the man who had just unlocked the

black

car?" I

belonged to the guard. I took the keys," he said, his

means you stole

whatever you want," Daemon said,

time. With a sharp intake of breath, I climbed inside. He turned and got in

gunshot, aimed at us. But Daemon was already driving. Though

they so mad at us for being there? I thought all those things were kept there

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