Casey's POV
"nooo...." I screamed at the top of my voice, as I woke up from the terrifying nightmare, my heart was beating so fast and my lungs burned, almost due to lack of air.
I can't help and feel even more insecure, I recalled the dream, it was too vivid to be just a dream, I can't believe that this was happening to me, many thoughts seeped in, but I was even more curious to know what would become of me at the moment, I can't help wonder, I then noticed that someone was standing beside the door, it was no one else the young lady I had helped earlier on.
I recalled what happened in the kitchens and how she was frightened by the lady's presence, now I'm curious about what was making her scared.
but that is not my sole problem, it was the dream I had, that my mother stabbed herself r
