CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX
SAME NIGHT
VILLAGE
MIKE'S HOUSE
Skye sat up in her bed, getting her memories back. She was about sleeping and had a remembrance of something that happened. She knew it was her memories, she could not place them well exactly though. She also knew if she tried hard enough, it would align, make sense and would mean something good. Maybe, it would enable her to remember the rest of her memories. Her head was beginning to ache, it did not matter. She felt waves of cold air hit her while she struggled to remember. Her head began to throb so much, she could almost feel it throbbing. Maybe she should stop. But did she want to? That was definitely a no.
Her vocal cords released sounds she was not aware of as she felt herself slipping in and out of consciousness while sittin
