Elara's POV
It was just like before, my Grandfather's place.
Everywhere was still a mess, the torn curtains, the scattered glass pieces and the broken woods from the floorboard.
Something was different this time, my grandfather was there.
He stood by the fire place where Ginger's lifeless body laid close to him. His silhouette flickered in the dim glow.
I watched him move his lips but no sound came out. Every effort to run to him or scream his name felt trapped in one place, frozen by fear.
Then all of a sudden, his eyes met mine, there was a sense of urgency in them. He raised his hands up pointing at something behind me, Chills ran down my spine as my body jolted, turning sharply, when my eyes snapped open and reality dawned on me.
I panted heavily, chest rising and fallin
