Ray POV: I feel blood pouring out of my ears and eyes. Día looks horrific with all the blood, and then she starts vomiting black tar. Before I could help her, I started vomiting. As the tar leaves my body, it feels like a chain-like grip is being loosened. It feels like I am going to die vomiting the black stuff. The memories return all at once, overloading my brain. It’s like a tsunami of images. I can’t make sense of anything, but suddenly it stops on a happy couple and their young daughter. Two young girls are running around a garden playing tag; they are building sandcastles, making cookies, and running around the pack house. It is like a slide show. It fast-forwarded again and stopped at a bloody scene. It feels like a horror movie, there is so much blood. Then it’s a reel of me be

