Amelia POV
I am walking through a thick and lush forest. The beautiful trees rise above my head. The beautiful green canopy of leaves above my head cast a soft green glow over everything. Flowers spring from the ground, their lovely smells drift up toward me. I bend down to smell the small purple flower better. It is a beautiful flower with such a sweet scent.
As I lean down towards it, the day turns to night, and a coldness sweeps over me.
The flower turns black in my hand and crumbles to ash, blowing away in the wind. I stand up, shocked by what just happened, and turn to see I’m not in the forest anymore, but in an old building.
It’s cold and the whole place fills my stomach with dread. I can hear my name being called, but I can’t see anyone. The voice sends chills down my spine.
