DANIEL:

The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound in the whitewashed hospital room. Daniel lay propped against the pillows, his chest still aching from the bruises that covered him. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw flashes of what happened—the men with eyes that glowed unnaturally, and Freya’s terrified face as Logan dragged her away.

He didn’t understand what had happened. He didn’t understand who those men really were. All he knew was that they weren’t ...