Mercedes kept turning in her sleep and she was sweating. She was having a very vivid nightmare. What she saw was unsettling. A vicious wolf attacked her parents and two men in black. The blood that splattered covered the walls and their pleas for mercy were deafening. The nightmare she was having felt like it was something that had already happened. Mercedes woke up breathing heavily. She touched her forehead and wiped the sweat off it. Her heart was pounding wildly, and she looked towards the window. It was dawn already.
Her thoughts lingered on the nightmare she woke up from a little while ago. Confusion swamped her mind. How come did she have such a horrifying dream? What did it mean? While she was busy asking herself questions, the dots finally connected. The day she ran away from ho
