He gently kneels down and shakes her arm. “Summer? You’re gonna get cold out here.” He speaks softly.
His touch startles her out of the hazy dream she’s having. She wakes up with a little gasp, blinking up at Arthur. “Wh-what?”
Sighing softly, Arthur shakes his head and helps Summer up. “You fell asleep. Everything okay?”
She clings to him, wavering on her feet. “No. No. Something is … is wrong. I don’t know what it is.”