TERESA
"Why are you here?" He asked and I barely turned around.
The voice was low and familiar, and it wrapped around me like tight chains.
My eyes opened, but I was not in my bed anymore. I stood in the middle of a quiet forest with the moonlight spilling through the branches.
My breath seized for some seconds. I knew about this place. It was so familiar.
I looked around, trying to observe my surroundings but I kept meeting with a familiar presence.
Lynch stepped out from the shadows, his eyes burning into mine.
His posture was stiff and his jaw tightened, but his gaze was filled with worry.
"Why are you here, Teresa?" he asked again.
My chest rose and fell too fast. I took a step closer to him and my voice trembled.
"Because I need you to listen to me. I have something t
