(Later that night)
Blood. There was blood everywhere, and she was in the center of it all. She was wearing a white dress stained in red. She was cold and alone. A voice kept whispering in her ear.
“Remember...remember the promise...remember your debt...”
"What? Who are you?!”
“Your debt...promise...mine...”
“Stop it!” The voice kept getting louder and louder. Erika covered her ears and shut her eyes. Where was Logan? Why was she in a room full of blood?
“You can’t escape me cherry blossom...I will find you and claim what’s rightfully mine...”
Erika shot up from the bed, her breaths coming out in heavy pants. She felt Logan hiss beside her and shield her body, his eyes blood red, ready to attack. He looked down at her and saw her matted hair and sweaty face. Concern filled him as he
