Chapter 65 Chapter 65

Ella's POV

I was running through the jungle again. The branches and vines

whipped me just as usual but this time, the pain was more excruciating.

The fear too came in constant waves of intensity and the pounded of

my pulse in my ears was louder.

It was the same dream I had weeks ago in the hospital before the pills

but ten times more real. The air was thicker and more humid than ever

before. My legs burnt like I'd been running for hours. I could even hear

the screeching of birds in the sky above.

I reached the clearing. Just as before the shadow emerged from the

trees and came for me as I stood paralysed. But this time that wasn't

the end. It grabbed my throat, slamming me to the ground and still

utterly unable to move I had no choice but to look up to its face.

It was Andrea. Or a version of him at least. His face was twisted in the

most horrendous way, his skin grey and leathery with sunken sockets

housing the most dreadful eyes. They were so black and dark I found

my self staring back at the reflection of my own face. I was pale like a

corpse, my expression completely still. But he was strangling me, I

couldn't breathe, yet there wasn't even a flicker in my eye.

I woke up sweaty and panting, my heartbeat still racing. The fear didn't

leave me even as I sat awake.

The house was silent but inside my head, the voices the back, the

images were back. Everything was back and worse than before.

I wanted to scream but I couldn't. There was no sound to be made.

It was suffocating and squeezing me and I just couldn't bear it.

I took one look at Leo. He was still asleep. Then I opened my bedside

drawer and grabbed the jar of pills.

There were only fifteen or so left.

That will be enough to numb it all and everything will be bearable

again.