CHAPTER 55
Storm’s POV:
Everything felt wrong. This wasn’t the normal reality. I stood in the middle of the forest, the familiar white line drawn to indicate the end of the race stared back at me, as if mocking me that I would never in a million years win.
The scene immediately changed and I saw the cloaked figure bowing at my feet.
Instinctively, I stepped back as it raised its head, the hood falling off to reveal my face. But hers was unnatural.
Blood began to spill down her cheeks, staining the porcelain skin like a brush of paint against a canvas. The creepy familiar smiled widely, exposing teeth as black as coal, making me take another tentative step back.
“You come in fours!" She suddenly yelled, the screeching sound rendering me dead for a second as she lunged for me. .
