Chapter 108

• In the morning,
• Zander stirred in his sleep. Some vague memories from last night disturbed his slumber. He can't do anything more than undo his eyes and lift his weight on his left elbow, and look at the bright rays of the sun that were sneaking inside his bedroom.
• "Ugh... Gosh. My head!" his fingers pressed against his scalp, there was a throbbing, ringing ache, spreading all across his skull like it was hammered a dozen time.