Chapter 1955

That night, Jordan got plastered.

Solomon and I swiped a strange bottle of potion from him.

Back home, we debated how to use it. I figured we should drink it. Solomon thought it was too sketchy and might be just a scented oil.

We argued, neither budging. So, we settled it with rock-paper-scissors.

No surprise, I won. Solomon had to go along.

We each took a swig. It tasted weird but not awful.

"Feel anything?" I asked.

"Nope. You?" he said.

"Nothing," I replied.

you we

Then, sleepiness hit hard.

it! Nobody said this was a

the pillow, and

was Seamar City 20 years ago. The


Solomon was there with

dreaming?" I asked, marveling at the

dreaming

I said, amazed by the

the street. Our clothes were

grabbed my arm, shielding me from potential

street, a giant

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