Chapter 136
Jake’s POV,
“Jake! Jake!” hard stings slap across my body, pain if it too much to take. Reality, it was reality. Pain as real as it could get. My entire body drowned in it, but not my mind. My mind was awake, aware, alert, conscious to the things happening around me. too aware of the floor beneath me, the floor that smells—feels to each cell of my body as blood—blood and something with it. something I've always seen in my nightmares. But how? Why this is real? How this is real? Should I jump that my constant nightmares have always been fragmented from a reality I've never experienced? That I might be some kind of a psychic in the situation? It sounds as bad as it feels, as impossible as it feels. Maybe I should just shoot up with a possibility that those nightmares were once
