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.

He took my hands in his and led me to the door. A guard sat in a small booth, his posture relaxed-until he heard our footsteps.

on Daemon. I couldn't blame him-Daemon was the most intimidating and imposing person I

the main exhibit hall.” The man spoke silently into his radio, pressing a button on the small device clipped to his uniform. Daemon didn't seem bothered by 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 suddenly he seemed... emotionless, like he was being controlled. He rose without a word and entered a code into the keypad beside the door. Immediately, it unlocked, opening

like the man who had just unlocked the door.

black car

car?" I asked

it belonged to the guard. I took

stole it," I

it whatever you want," Daemon said, pulling

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

crack split the air-I knew what it was. A gunshot, aimed at us. But

us for being there? I thought

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