Chapter 145: The Lion's Mane

"Fucking hell, Cam! I nearly had a heart attack!" Matt gasped, clutching his chest. "Sorry," Camden apologized, wheezing as she tried to catch her breath. "Jesus, it was like watching a fucking zombie come to life in The Walking Dead! Are you alright?" Matt asked, concern creeping into his voice as he regained his composure after his initial shock. "Fine... I just..." she sputtered. It was then that she realised Clayton wasn't there. "Where's Clayton?" she managed to ask as she tried to collect herself once more. "He's just gone to the toilet," Matt replied, gesturing over his shoulder towards Clayton's room. She nodded in acknowledgement, but still looked a little out of it. "Are you okay?" Matt asked again. "Yeah. I'm okay," she replied, taking a deep breath. She saw that Fight Club was still on the screen, but paused. "Did you have a bad dream again?" Matt asked as Clayton sauntered back into the room, overhearing the conversation. "Yeah. No. It was a good bad dream," she explained,