Chapter 27: Lost Memory Fragments
"Don’t let go of my hand! Please!"
Claire jolted awake, gasping for breath as cold sweat beaded across her forehead. Her heart hammered against her ribs, as if she had just been forced to run a marathon in her sleep. She stared at the dark ceiling of her room, trying to pull her scattered senses back together.
The image of the lake’s black water, the cold that seeped down to her bones, and the feeling of her lungs nearly bursting from lack of oxygen still felt painfully real.
She sat on the edge of the bed, holding her throbbing head. That dream was no mere fantasy. It was a fragment of memory, buried deep below her consciousness for years. Claire rose slowly and made her way to the kitchen for a glass of cold water. In the silence of the night, she be
