Location: With Chrome Grunts
Meghan curled up tighter as the dream went on, images of people choking on the noxious fumes running rampant through her head. She had broken out in a cold sweat, and eventually jolted awake, panting hard. She placed a hand on her forehead, knowing these dreams weren't just a figment of her imagination. They had to have happened sometime before to seem this familiar to her. These had to have been real events.
She glanced around the barn, hoping she hadn't woke any of the other members of the group up. She didn't want to explain her dreams to them...They still didn't know what had occurred in the ruins..