*
Fear was no longer an emotion which felt detached from her. As Sierra looked into Shiela’s eyes, fear became a real thing, something physical which she could almost reach out and grab with her own hands. It tightened her throat, and froze every inch of her so that she was paralyzed.
Shiela c****d her head, watching her with a calm, almost detached look in her eyes. It was like she wasn’t really there, and yet it couldn’t be a dream because Sierra was watching her stand right there.
She should have yelled, and alerted her father of what was going on. At a time like this, she desperately wished that she was able to send a mind-link to him or anyone else. But she was all alone, and Shiela seemed to realize that as well.
“How did you get in here?” she asked.
“That’s not entirely your
