In the dream she was falling.
Amy’s arms were flailing senselessly at her sides as she fell down an endless abyss. The darkness that surrounded was as profound as the unwavering night sky. An overwhelming sense of dread enveloped her and showed no signs of letting go. Her mouth was open in a soundless scream. As she gasped for air. A blinding light flashed across her vision, and suddenly she was on her feet and no longer falling.
She looked around. She was on an island. From a distance, she could just hear the crashing of the waves against the shore. She looked down and saw white sand beneath her feet. Behind her, she could see the distant sea, its waters as dark as the clouds gathered overhead. Lightning flashed here and there as a fine mist drizzled unto the island. In front of her was
