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Chapter 18
A sleepless night
I spent the rest of the vision following Dorothy and I, smiling at the good ole times. da the time the vision was done it was dark outside and I was exhausted. I called the doctor to notify him that I was okay, and after a few minuti I had hung up, finished showering, and was ready for bed.
But I couldn’t sleep, I kept thinking back to those hands, trying to end my life. Was that the same girl? o was it someone else?
I felt myself tremble at the memory, I couldn’t, wouldn’t think about that. I tried closing my eyes, but soon enough I was tossing and turning, unable to let sleep take me over.
I took a few calming breaths as I felt the usual sensation of when I was going to cry, I felt the tears fall down my eyes silently, and I took a trembling breath.
I felt my body shake as più tears fell down, but I closed my eyes, and tried to think of something else. But there was only one thing that plagued my mind, almost being choked to death, and before I could stop myself I felt myself slipping into the recente memory.
“Wha…” I heard myself say, watching as the person’s hands covered my mouth.
I watched them, their body looked to be a girls, but they way they handled me was pretty strong.
“Spying can lead to something very deadly.” The person informed the me in bed, their other arm snaking it’s way across my neck.
“Who are you?!” I had yelled desperately, and I cringed as I saw how pathetic and useless I was in trying fight the person off. But soon enough I kicked them expertly, my eyes widened at how hard I got them, seeming how they avoided my other attempted blows.
I then screamed and they easily exited out the room, without thinking I followed them. My breath coming out in short puffs as I raced towards them. They were fast, and they knew the exact way to go, as if they’d been here before.
I followed them as they successfully left the hospital, without looking too suspicious. I followed them as they ran towards this store, probably a mile from the hospital, my legs were practically screaming but I kept on following.
I jumped towards their car, since this was a memory I was like a ghost who went through solid objects. When my attacker drove away with me in the car, I wondered how I wasn’t brought back from the vision, but then I remembered.
The più recente the vision was, the più powerful I was. My attacker muttered some profanity’s under their breath, taking off their…hair? Were they wearing a wig? I stood fascinated, as I saw waves of all kinds of black and blonde fall in expertly bouncy curls.
They drove to this excluded place, way past the hospital, and entered this cabin-like home. They shed their jacket, and took off about three pairs of shirts and two pairs of pants, their body looking less bulky and più slender.
They turned away from me, their back to me. I wanted to walk in front of them, but my feet stayed glued to the floor, like I couldn’t move.
Turn towards me, turn towards me, I willed with all my body and soul. And soon they did, but right as I was about to get a good look of their face, I was bounced back to my room. Sweating profusely, I was shaking violently, and I tried to calm myself down.
Who was that?
Why did they try to kill me?
And più importantly…
Did they kill my sister?
Chapter 18
A sleepless night
I spent the rest of the vision following Dorothy and I, smiling at the good ole times. da the time the vision was done it was dark outside and I was exhausted. I called the doctor to notify him that I was okay, and after a few minuti I had hung up, finished showering, and was ready for bed.
But I couldn’t sleep, I kept thinking back to those hands, trying to end my life. Was that the same girl? o was it someone else?
I felt myself tremble at the memory, I couldn’t, wouldn’t think about that. I tried closing my eyes, but soon enough I was tossing and turning, unable to let sleep take me over.
I took a few calming breaths as I felt the usual sensation of when I was going to cry, I felt the tears fall down my eyes silently, and I took a trembling breath.
I felt my body shake as più tears fell down, but I closed my eyes, and tried to think of something else. But there was only one thing that plagued my mind, almost being choked to death, and before I could stop myself I felt myself slipping into the recente memory.
“Wha…” I heard myself say, watching as the person’s hands covered my mouth.
I watched them, their body looked to be a girls, but they way they handled me was pretty strong.
“Spying can lead to something very deadly.” The person informed the me in bed, their other arm snaking it’s way across my neck.
“Who are you?!” I had yelled desperately, and I cringed as I saw how pathetic and useless I was in trying fight the person off. But soon enough I kicked them expertly, my eyes widened at how hard I got them, seeming how they avoided my other attempted blows.
I then screamed and they easily exited out the room, without thinking I followed them. My breath coming out in short puffs as I raced towards them. They were fast, and they knew the exact way to go, as if they’d been here before.
I followed them as they successfully left the hospital, without looking too suspicious. I followed them as they ran towards this store, probably a mile from the hospital, my legs were practically screaming but I kept on following.
I jumped towards their car, since this was a memory I was like a ghost who went through solid objects. When my attacker drove away with me in the car, I wondered how I wasn’t brought back from the vision, but then I remembered.
The più recente the vision was, the più powerful I was. My attacker muttered some profanity’s under their breath, taking off their…hair? Were they wearing a wig? I stood fascinated, as I saw waves of all kinds of black and blonde fall in expertly bouncy curls.
They drove to this excluded place, way past the hospital, and entered this cabin-like home. They shed their jacket, and took off about three pairs of shirts and two pairs of pants, their body looking less bulky and più slender.
They turned away from me, their back to me. I wanted to walk in front of them, but my feet stayed glued to the floor, like I couldn’t move.
Turn towards me, turn towards me, I willed with all my body and soul. And soon they did, but right as I was about to get a good look of their face, I was bounced back to my room. Sweating profusely, I was shaking violently, and I tried to calm myself down.
Who was that?
Why did they try to kill me?
And più importantly…
Did they kill my sister?
