The hallucinations disappeared just as I reached an old abandoned pond. One that sparked a memory from eight years ago.
But somehow I was too tired to think about anything.
Falling into the snow I pulled my knees to my chest. It was weird. I was defiantly shaking from the cold but I couldn’t feel it. Almost like my entire body had gone numb.
A black form danced in front of my vision. It laughed at me—its features more defined. As if someone had taken a chisel and hammered out two sockets where eyes could be.
“W-Wh-Who a-a-are y-you?” I stuttered barely feeling my tongue in my mouth.
The thing laughed louder. I remembered it then, from that first night. From the fire. Except it wasn’t the fire that had happened after Orion had rejected, it was the first one—the one that had happened a
