Ten Quiet Voices
You sit with each dreamer. One by one, they lean close.
"A child is waiting in the lighthouse," they whisper. Same words. Same soft voice.
Your hands go cold. Ten strangers. One secret. You must find the child.
You sit with each dreamer. One by one, they lean close.
"A child is waiting in the lighthouse," they whisper. Same words. Same soft voice.
Your hands go cold. Ten strangers. One secret. You must find the child.