Kayla's POV
“Kayla…”
I turned quickly, breathless, my head snapped to the side, my eyes scanning the room simultaneously but all I could see was darkness.
I couldn't feel my body, my legs, my arms, I couldn't even speak.
“Help…”
The voice came again. This time, it was so soft, almost fragile, like a breeze that touched the edges of my mind. I squinted, trying to see something, anything. But nothing moved except that sound, like it was coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once.
Then, in the darkness, I saw her. A woman, her hair dark like shadows, wild and desperate. Her face was etched with sorrow, her lips trembling as she pleaded for something.
"Please, my baby... save my child." Her voice shattered in the stillness, full of agony. I felt it ripple through me, her grief, her
