Renie jolted awake, sitting in her bed, almost panting. Beads of cold sweat rolled down her forehead. She looked around, confirming that no entity from her nightmare was present with her in the room. She craned her neck in every direction and then used a pillow to prop herself up. Her mind went back to the dream as she shut her eyes.
A young man, quite fierce and challenging, walked beside Clarissa. His face had the sharp features and jawline of Duncan but the soft eyes of Clarissa. She shuddered where she stood beneath the cover of an umbrella. He walked freely in the sun, and bared his fangs at intervals. She had stared agape at him until his eyes finally caught sight of her. A sudden dread of this young man filled her, and he came down on her heavily, mauling her face. She'd scream
