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~Chapter Two~
Transported

He was cold Logan realized as the fog inside of his mind started to lift ever so slowly. In fact he was too cold. The tips of his fingers and toes could no longer be felt while the rest of him was lit afire par the iciness. Shivers swept down his spine and the sound of his teeth chattering seemed to be Lost in the howl of a strong wind. He couldn’t remember the last time he had been this cold. Actually he wasn’t sure he had ever been this cold.

With a heaviness he hadn’t realized...

~Synopsis~

Have toi ever had a dream that seemed so real once toi woke up toi began to doubt whether it had been a dream at all? Some say our reality is merely a dream and that our dreams are our true reality. What if they were right? What if toi found yourself dreaming a life that was actually taking place as your reality? Would toi know the difference? Could toi be sure that if ou when toi woke up that toi weren’t actually falling asleep?

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~Prologue~

“Tabby really.” A tall woman with...