3 years later – aged twenty-three
“Eve!!” I yell out into the darkness around me, clawing into mid-air as though reaching for something that isn’t there. Snapped from sleep by the images still flashing through my brain, and catching the remnants of the blue glow coming from the parts of me that are above the duvet. Sweating, my heart racing, and breathing hard like I have run a marathon, I sit up to get my bearings and ground myself by clutching the sheets, bringing me fully back to my surroundings.
It was a vision, not a dream, which makes it all the more disturbing as flashes of what I saw come back to me. Churning up a spew of suffocating emotions. It wasn't clear what it was meant to warn me about. More of a symbolic moment than anything that could happen in reality, and I hate the t
