STELLA
I look up and see a woman with long straight black hair. She is scowling at me at first, but soon her face twitches and an ugly smirk appears. Her eyes are completely black. As in there is no eye white in it at all.
Only now I realize that I am on my knees, so I quickly jump back onto my feet. That’s when I notice that although the ground here is wet and full of little puddles, my clothes are still dry. I try to touch it, but do not feel anything.
“It’s an astral projection”, the woman chuckles, “It’s unbelievable that you don’t even know about that! All thanks to your father…”
“Still miss him, Briana?”, I raise my brow and cross my hands on my chest, “Boy, someone needs to learn how to move on!”
“You little b***h!”, the woman spits, “Just like your w***e mother!”
