Strangely Real
When Jake woke up, the dream clung to him like morning fog. Every detail was vivid: the touch of her hand, the whisper of the wind, the scent of the earth.
Though she had said nothing, Jake could still feel the echo of her presence. It was more than a dream—it was a message, a memory, or maybe both.
The experience deepened the mystery. How did it connect to the car? The baby? The family? He didn’t have the answers yet—but he knew he couldn’t stop until he found them.
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