XXXVII

The 5th Dimension (The Traveler Institute)

Minho woke up in pain. Wound around his chest were golden-stained bandages that were too tight for comfort. Demons...his senses had caught up to him. There were a lot of them at Tina's house. He had to go find her. Tina was in danger. But Minho's body would not cooperate, he almost fell as he struggled to get up. As if hearing his struggle, Alice entered the door, set down the tray she was holding, and helped him as he stumbled off his bed.

"Minho, it's okay. You'll be alright." The faerie said, worry lines on her forehead.

"Where are we?" Minho looked around. The place was oddly familiar. "Is this..."

"Yes, we're in the Traveler Institute. They arrived and saved us just in time before we got dragged to Hell. Well, Minho, you, and me. The travelers didn't get to..." Alice trailed off. She ran her hand through the curls of her bandaged head, anxious.

"LJ?" Minho asked.

Alice nodded, "And Ronnie, too. But they'll be alright, the travelers