CAMILA'S POV
"Dad? Speak clearly. What are you saying?" My father's voice echoes all around me, coming from all directions but no direction at the same time.
It's so dark I can barely make out anything in front of me. Looking around, it's pitch black everywhere. I feel water under my bare feet, sloshing around with each movement I made. My outstretched arms come in contact with nothing.
My father appeared in front of me. It was like a spotlight zeroed in on him. His lips moved, but I couldn't hear anything he said.
"Dad!" I cried out. "Dad you're...."
"And that Camila dear, is who you are. Never forget!" He shouted. He reached an arm out to me, but before I could grab his arm, he got sucked back into a void.
"Dad! Dad!" I yelled trying to run and grab him. My feet wouldn't corpora
