Chapter Nine
The images flashing through my mind make too much sense to be a dream. Why is this happening? I've never had a vision while sleeping before. Something must have changed when I came to Grimalkin. Perhaps this wasn't the best idea I've ever had.
I can't make out much around me. There are people there, but no one talks to me. Or maybe they do, but I can't hear them because it isn't relevant to what the vision wants me to know. I don't understand that, either. Most of my visions are about other people. The only one I've had about myself was the one about Ravi and what he'd do to me if I didn't go along with his plans for the vampires he caught.
I want to shudder at the thought, but I'm too gripped in the vision to. The fact that Ravi is still alive scares me. I know he's locked
