He didn't know why Ryley suddenly mentioned a morgue after waking up, but what bothered him the most was the fact that the blond mutter something in latin while still unconscious.
"Sir? Do you want to see a doctor?" Lucas offered, his mind rejected anything that couldn't be explained rationally.
Ryley swallowed the remnants of terror in his throat. Once he calmed his pounding chest, his palm raised and head shaken timidly. "No, no... I'm fine..."
There were too many things that he didn't understand, and though it bugged him a lot that the dream he had just seen didn't give him any clear answer about how a dead person could send him an anonymous email, Ryley decided that he couldn't dive into this matter right now.
It's useless to try to understand what the dream meant to tell him if he hadn't opened his mind about something he had never believed to exist before.