The weeks pass, and I’ve been to the bats at the sanctuary another three times. I haven’t had any relapses in my phobia, and I’m now comfortable with them not just sitting on me, but flying around as well. I’m still worried about what will happen if Bethamous tries to get inside my mind again, though.
I’ve been thinking about it a lot, but the Krobats visit me almost every night in my dreams and tell me if he does appear, then all I need to do is relax and remember how calm I am when I’m really around the bats.
“Your mind is stronger than his,” they always say. “He can only influence you if you let him. Be strong, Emily Renzi, and trust in yourself.”
Easy for them to say, they’re not the ones whose minds are being invaded by a well-groomed, zombie-eyed creep. Besides, I’m not sure if I
