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The first dream came on a Thursday.
Theo woke with his heart pounding and the taste of smoke in his mouth.
Not metaphorical smoke. Real smoke—gunpowder and ash and the sharp winter air of somewhere that wasn’t Beacon Hills.
He sat upright in bed, sweat cooling against his skin, fragments still clinging to him.