Una
My head stings with a searing pain, trying to open my eyes is hard they are so heavy and even the light on my eyelids seems to hurt them. The room seems empty no sound or voices reach my ears, mouth dry like cotton.
It’s tempting to fall back into the darkness but there is a niggling thought in my mind, trying to pull me back, telling me there is something important that I need to do. That this is not right.
I’m trying to pull on a thread of memory, where am I? What happened before I went to sleep that I feel so rough? Sleep, no, I didn’t go to bed. I was on the rescue mission, that’s the last memory I have, trying to save Anna! Kier!
Painful as it is I force my eyes open in a panic. I meet those blue eyes ringed with red, that beautiful baby face twisted with a cruel triumphan
