BRIANNA’S POV
I didn’t know what was happening.
One second everything was still, quiet—and then—
Boom.
It was like a shockwave went off inside the house. The floor trembled beneath me. Lamps shattered. Furniture split down the middle. Curtains ripped from their rods and swirled violently as though the room itself had been swallowed by something evil.
But there was no wind. No visible source. Just a force.
Something ancient. Something angry.
I stumbled backward, shielding my eyes from shards of glass. I couldn’t see anything, but I could feel it—the energy moving around me.
“Mom!” I screamed, trying to hold her.
The moment I moved towards her, the heat nearly knocked me back. The space around my mother’s bed was burning. Not with flames, but with a kind of shimmering energy that
