Sam shouted my name.
I remember his voice, urgent, panicked. He was running toward me. I could almost see his face, eyes wild with fear. But the scene kept shifting, morphing into something I couldn't fully grasp. Behind him, the rooftop of our old school loomed, shadowy and distant.
Why?
Why was it always there, haunting the edges of my memories?
My heart started to race, and I felt a jolt of panic rising in my chest.
Sam, Naomi and the rooftop...
It didn't make sense. I couldn't piece it together, but the flashes kept coming.
I flinched, my body tensing, and suddenly I wasn't in that quiet room anymore. I was back there, on the edge of something I couldn't comprehend.
"Lana, you're safe. Breathe. I'm going to bring you back now." Jerry's voice snapped me out of it.
I gasped
