|Two Months Ago|
Darkness. Pure, evil, darkness.
That was all Rebekah could see or feel surrounding her. Her limbs weighed her down as she tried to fight with every cell of her system but all it did was push her more into the depth.
The demonic energies clawed at her soul as they wrapped her in their death-like grip and continued to pull her down deeper. It was as if her body had been tied to a ton of hard rock and was thrown into the deepest, stormy ocean.
The more she fought to stay afloat, the lower she sank. And she could do nothing about it.
Her mind was blurry with images of rituals, and magic, and angels, swiveling through it without context. She could no longer piece those pictures together to comprehend even her own memory.
She was in a daze, and every second of it felt like
