The bits of memories that flashed behind Liam’s eyes were so fleeting that he was unable to grasp at it. He so badly wanted to return to his dreamless state, but somehow the lines between his dreams and his imaginations blurred and he was unable to tell them apart.
Sometimes there was nothingness, other times there was a small gathering of people in red and black cloak, surrounding him and chanting the word “Master.”
Then he would see Jade leaning down to cradle his face in her hands while the armed men approached her from behind. He would reach up to try to warn her, but a bullet would pierce through her skull and splash on his face.
“Jade.” He gasped, his voice shaking. “Jade!”
“I’m here,” she whispered, leaning over him with a wet towel. “You’re hallucinating. It’s okay. I’ll take y
