AMELIA’S POV.
"No!" I whispered to myself, still feeling the remnant of the adrenaline running through my spine. It was already night when I woke up, and the kind of silence that had taken over the world now was eery and chilling as well. It was only broken by the haunting remnants of the dream which clung to me like a lingering mist. I sat up in bed, sweating like I had just run a marathon.
In addition to that, my chest was heaving frantically as well. It felt as though I had just surfaced from the depths of a dark ocean. It felt so real, and the sensation of my life seemed to be slipping away under phantom claws.
"Talia?" I whispered to myself again, staring into the darkness. It sounded the exact way I had sounded in my dream. I didn't know what to say or do, I just bowed my head and
