Chapter EighteenThe walls pressed in, crushing her, temples squeezed, throat constricted, brain and eyes throbbing. She felt she was drowning, the air thick, making it difficult to breathe. Clamping her hands against the sides of her head, she fell to her knees, a dead weight, heavy, no control. This couldn't be real; she must have fallen into a dream…or a nightmare.
The body shuddered, its head coming up, rotating, eyes like beacons, searching. Turning its head to Jenny, its mouth dropped open, almost as if it too were in shock before it began to wail, a low, mournful sound at first, rising slowly in tempo and pitch, until it was a hellish, prolonged shriek, filling the room. Jenny buried her head in her knees, whimpering like a child, begging it to stop, to release her from this hell.
