Cassandra was in front of the sage, the old monk in the shrine. She sat cross legged when suddenly her head began spinning. She couldn't reason for this, it happened out of the blue.
Then, like Zayn, she began seeing images.
"C-Cassie... I'm sorry..." the man covered in blood takes her hand. He kisses it softly. He doesn't move at all again.
Her breath hitched as she couldn't figure out what that wide-eyed dream was about. The man looked so similar to Zayn, but he looked young and not as manly as the Zayn she knew. Also, the man called her the same way she was called, "Cassie..."
"Do you see something, dear child?" The monk asks her. She nods her head while tears began forming in her eyes. People who passed by thought she was having a really hard time. They found her weird to be crying
