Ella's POV

I was running through the jungle again. The branches and vines whipped me just as usual but this time, the pain was more excruciating. The fear too came in constant waves of intensity and the pounded of my pulse in my ears was louder.

It was the same dream I had weeks ago in the hospital before the pills but ten times more real. The air was thicker and more humid than ever before. My legs burnt like I'd been running for hours. I could even hear the screeching of birds in the sky above.

I reached the clearing. Just as before the shadow emerged from the trees and came for me as I stood paralysed. But this time that wasn't the end. It grabbed my throat, slamming me to the ground and still utterly unable to move I had no choice but to look up to its face.

It was Andrea. Or a version of him at least. His face was twisted in the most horrendous way, his skin grey and leathery with sunken sockets housing the most dreadful eyes. They were so black and dark I found my self staring back at the reflection of my own face. I was pale like a corpse, my expression completely still.copy right hot novel pub