The moment Nathan fell at my feet, a spark of hope lit up my soul. I thought everything was over and I could lead a normal life. But I was wrong. Something far more disturbing was haunting my dreams and I didn’t know what to do.
Fear was gripping my throat and choking me as I watched in horror. It was a vision. A woman stood before a man who was strapped to a chair, paralysed.
His eyes flared with fear, as if he knew he was about to take his last breath and there wasn’t a thing he could do about it.
An evil smirk played on her lips as she tilted her head to the side, and a second later, his head twisted unnaturally to the left until I heard a deafening crunch. He’d endured an agonisingly painful death, trapped in his own body, without a fighting chance.
But it wasn’t over. I wanted to look away but it was impossible. I had to continue watching what was about to happen.
The woman walked closer, leaned down, and drew in a deep breath as if she were getting high off his death. A satisfied smile spread across her face. She straightened and got ready for her next move.
Without laying a finger on him, she ripped off his head then placed it in his lap, positioning it so his eyes were staring up to where his head should’ve been.
With a smirk, she turned her back to him and winked at me as if she knew I was watching.
I woke up in a cold sweat. My chest was heaving as adrenalin pumped through my body. I was going to be sick.
Aiden stirred beside me. Not wanting to explain why I was in such a state, I pushed into his mind and made him fall into a deeper sleep as I dashed to the bathroom.
Afraid I wasn’t going to make it in time, I transported the rest of the way, fell to my knees, and lifted the seat just in time. My body convulsed as I emptied my stomach’s contents, the whole time trying to erase the vision that was playing on a loop in my mind. But it was pointless. What I’d seen was etched on my soul. It was something I couldn’t escape, no matter how much I wanted to.
Collapsing against the wall, I curled my knees up to my chin and hugged them tightly as tears streamed down my cheeks. I didn’t know the man in my vision but I knew her. The girl who had just decapitated him... was me.