*Mila*
My head pounded. It felt swollen and huge. It was so heavy, I couldn't lift it. That's when I realized I was lying down.
“If not, I'll send someone after him," a sudden voice echoed around me.
It was him again. It was the voice I'd been dreaming about, the voice that had kept me grounded… Soren.
He pulled me from the darkness. I started coming back to myself and my body. My mind hovered between unconsciousness and wakefulness. Back and forth I drifted from being aware and being unaware.
It was as if I was part of two worlds, the world of the living and the world of the dead.
Would I ever be able to wake up? Would I see daylight again and be free of this endless dream?
I was trapped in a prison. A prison made by my own mind and body. I didn't even know if it was real or p
